Pop Sonnet #3650

The train was approaching out of the hills
And I was just hitching my rides
When nothing would satisfy all of the deals
That I was just making like slides

But early it is and I write for the sun
Now that the streaming is here
There is no fact that cannot be undone
Unless someone relegates mere

Mortality like the combination goes
I feel so good I could weep
There are ways to heavier blows
And I tried to go back to sleep

But anything that is over a certain amount
I cannot find enough sheep to count

Pop Sonnet #3651

And at least my whole center means
Turn into the pressure take
Ask for what is in teens
The motion is a mistake

And take forth the habit of company strange
I was just tracking the moose
Out of a forest and over a range
Of where there was some kind of a ruse

That I was not prepared for
Except that I laughed
And nothing can take more
For anything halved

And there was excitement beyond the stone
I was just waiting until I was alone

Pop Sonnet #3652

If there is a pattern that takes from the door
An offer for anything ever so framed
That there was excitement to go out there more
But there could be somehow the tamed

That came asking for bread in the middle of night
And all I could give was a crumb
Because in this boat there was a dim light
That flashed on and off with my thumb

That carried a weapon no matter where
She was going to make it
Nothing is clever about the old dare
Because there were so many naked

And we could just have made it work out
There was only a bit of the clout

Pop Sonnet #3653

Sometimes the work out is a bit intense
Driven to spaces where thinking
Was all I could do after the rinse
And all of the time you were drinking

But did I ignore the line that was attracting
More than my share of the kind
And if you were ever involved in the acting
There were more than we could find

And all these pronouns keep bogging the weight
The words that are used a bit much
I am just asking to sit here and wait
Until anything works out as such

Emptiness longing and revival soon
There was a halo over the moon

Pop Sonnet #3654

And though I am awake the words seem to play
In minor formation of walking
That came into someone to spoil the stay
And they were in the next room talking

There is a point that I will arrive
Back in the planning of wits
Come back to tell me that they could survive
And then you know where the man hits

And over a blanket the warming is clear
That no one can wreak the havoc more
The next time I ask you to feel your way here
To walk through the darkened old store

That was full of magic and stressed the make silence speech
And I should have known not to teach

Pop Sonnet #3655

As the days spread apart
The world comes to order
Shorten the next part
And come to the hoarder

That took everything that you used to love
And sampled the frenzied animal noise
To be all that can be sent to your glove
That you make sure to keep poise

Going in waves but it is so delicious
I could have tried the new race
Coming about when things get vicious
And making balls out of the trace

Of a bowl of fresh milk and a glass of orange juice
Maybe one day they will slip the masseuse

Pop Sonnet #3656

Sometime in the future as I predict
Thousands more will come forward to make
A gigantic tome that is where the kicked
Was shining to tell some kind of take

Was all that you asked for
Next time you are waking
From a dream you went to a whore
And there was now everyone fresh in the shaking

That could have launched a whole jump
The stretch of imagination is nigh
Could have held on for life when they thump
Over bridges and under a sky

That stretches on for days through the heavens
And I wonder what it will be like in sevens

Pop Sonnet #3657

All of these numbers will mess with my head
And I turn on the seekers of truth
Unless what is accepted could someday tread
In waters that rise from uncouth

Philosophy orthodox simple forgiveness
That you were offended by my frame
The way to look back upon the old fringes
That stuck out a mile the name

When I can see waters rise to the land
And no where to go but a flood
There was a nervous wreck in the band
Where they went to check in the mud

That the tire was ruined and off of the track
I wonder when I will ever look back

Pop Sonnet #3658

If I saw a challenge like this years ago
I would have avoided completely
But I take the poetry wherever I flow
And then writing comes out like it frequently

Ask me again why I made it to here
And all I can tell you is that
There has to be a foundation to appear
And now you know where I am at

With the progress of a tower
That reaches the sky
I could just ask you for power
And then go find why

The next time you ask me why I have to write
I will have you find friends to invite

Pop Sonnet #3659

There are a few secrets that I don't even know
That would get me through ten even faster
But there are prophets that still have to go
Take from the decisions to plaster

The wall into place before the cold day
That I was just looking for someone
And frozen in ice at the end of the play
But it was a book that read a bit undone

Type of genre I elude to present the course
That there would be words just remaining
And now that I have fallen from a dying horse
The penchant that effort is graining

Where I have a clue to rescue the act
Just leave well alone anything that is fact