Pop Sonnet #2990

This year draws to a close
And leaving us with more
Than wishes that arose
For the several were in the core

Of the problem I see with none
Going back to solve it all
With the next to lonely gun
I would have to save us all

From evil doubt that plagues the mind
Finding all the next to make
When there is a finer lined
You have to go to break

The next shelf in the way of fear
And this will bring us all more near

Pop Sonnet #2991

Never get concerned whether
I will make a comeback in a few
Got to be the next weighty feather
That was the one that flew

Across the sky in different forms
Come to a stop for a week
And brings us to the storms
That marketed the bleak

And gave up things that could have been
To restore a monster frame
That was next to be in tin
The mouse that came

Into the motive so complete
Next time you will all compete

Pop Sonnet #2992

What a number but not the highest
Assortment of cards to play
Unless you get the whitest
Cards are turning gray

And I know not the rule for that
So I play it both ways frequent
Going back to pet the cat
And tell us the next weekend

Which will be a strange few days assured
That vacation times are always
When the last few days occurred
And ship you to the ways

That came about in fearsome sake
The company is not awake

Pop Sonnet #2993

With a few clicks and hammer ons
The music writes itself
When dealing with the songs
That belong on your shelf

To comfort pardon in the heave
Where we were afraid to complete
The web entangled that was weaved
For the next term discreet

And win a ship of licensed fools
Aboard the merry wave
That came about when other schools
Left the maker's grave

Where he arose a few days later
And asked to be aboard the constant waiter

Pop Sonnet #2994

So leave your tracks to find the way
Into that maze so lost
And ask if there are permanent stays
Aboard the faked out cost

That came about to write some verses
The way they should be played
Into the several thousand curses
Coming back into staid

Assurance bless the one
That can take a pause
To be at last the top end fun
And wear the laughing clause

That came to me a day before
I will have to ask you more

Pop Sonnet #2995

What will you say about my list
That rolls on past the equation
The way you can always insist
The scrape and the abrasion

Will there be eternal marks
Aboard the cab in fine
That starts a whole cascade of sparks
All burning in the wine

That made for absurd type experiments
All down the pages of this writ
And whistled at the government
The lovely lady's wit

That I have seen up close to me
And felt so often what could be

Pop Sonnet #2996

But there are forces all at play
The way you jumped the fence
And take to me a third type say
When you are in defense

The best of times are all ahead
When rising to the mast
And take a form of lightened bread
To be the next to cast

And run back to the hideout quick
Because I am not sure why
The asking is a question stick
For the flier flies

And to ask for anything back
That without you feel the lack

Pop Sonnet #2997

And dig for me this hole that burns
All the way through the length and width
And asks for next time to return
And play the lovely fifth

Of the orchestras aloud
To be a way to get
An older looser cloud
That spread into the knit

That closed off any lack of dreams
The environs were checked off
And drowned out the last of the creams
When checkered moments cough

That you are getting closer still
Next time I think that I will

Pop Sonnet #2998

So to pave a trail through the woods
That are on the side of a hill
You may die this way you could
Unless you take a pill

And not everyone has to agree
With anything I have said
There are times to just be me
And leave the poems read

To be as far as anyone
But still with a road ahead
Will the winded by all done
When they have formed a spread

That kicks into engine laugh
And threw down the snaky staff

Pop Sonnet #2999

That is the one I was looking for
The numbers they tell all
Because three in a row at the door
And now three thousand call

Me old fashioned but I have to write
Until I am much older
But for awhile I will take might
To be a bit of colder

Than the wave of time off will
Separate the form of the need
With you there may be still
A way for us to lead

The new wave into heaven's gate
And feel again what once was fate