Pop Sonnet #3670

If I was a fraction and still at the top
The triangle has all the rules
But if you know a circle won't stop
Then you will take them for fools

And hoist in the playful turn a big role
So much in the morning to start
And next time you will look at the whole
After I have fallen apart

Next time when you are asked
You will have to drain
The motion is masked
The liberty is stained

And now that the full on republic is present
You would ask me if you were a peasant

Pop Sonnet #3671

So blaze a new trail and forget that it goes
All the way up to the next of the hired
When you take a picture that everyone shows
There is a point to being this tired

And hand of the crash to an unmade dilemma
All the time I am asking for trust
And if now there are now words in the skimmer
To make a new tray for the bust

And when you settle on clues for the cause
There is nothing to do but continue
If you ever had any of the laws
Then you can depend on a venue

That I once had walked into a dread mix
And picked up on all of the magician's tricks

Pop Sonnet #3672

Now that I ask if all had the weight
Come back to fly in the boost
And take a hand that could make a date
To pinpoint the task in a roost

Of flying in the day when I will look back
And take on a festive reproach
That once in awhile is antithetical slack
The way to pick up for the poach

That you knew was wrong
But somehow got by
Was forced into song
And jealous of my

Only thing that I had to keep forever
And everything else went to the lever

Pop Sonnet #3673

And so sympathy for the things that go bad
Unless that too is a judgment
Paragon in the company had
A proper place for the whole rent

And I was just waiting on one syllable
To reopen the case of the orthodox poem
And there was something else but feel able
To make up nonsense and roam

Back to a slide where we have the tense
Only the status of the stay
When I looked back my life was quite dense
And that is why I would play

For many hours until it gets light
Up so early it still looks like night

Pop Sonnet #3674

And now at the half I am so busted
In pieces that will come back together
And feeling like everything rusted
Even if it is all weather

That lack of prediction when on the state
Was a ship full of beggars to land
And just compare anything could go great
So I will give you my hand

And cooperate with a larger echelon
To a community that needs more of this
And I would ask you again to go on
And never quite feeling the bliss

Unless you know now it is time for a break
And I cannot trace the many mistakes

Pop Sonnet #3675

I never gave you up so I will sing
For the list reckons the force
And backwards reading will only bring
A message for the way to endorse

And just to know what could have now sunk
Into the mud that was in frame
So I could see you for all that you flunk
Unless time will go forward same

And there is a mast that waves out the flag
Onboard there are no problems here
But you could tell me that no one will lag
Behind the teacher of fear

And now there are choices that all of us make
When there was a problem that I couldn't fake

Pop Sonnet #3676

So seed the event with still air collide
And be brought to the fore of a vent
Where there were meanings that all had to hide
Beyond the nature of Lent

And now I see clearly no one makes a move
Unless there are focal points broad
To help out again and go for the groove
That you once knew to be an applaud

For all your work there is enormous reward
Waiting at the other end of the book
Came back to me in a dream when I scored
The next time I go for the look

And now the caffeine surges through my bloodstream
Maybe for now I will live in the gleam

Pop Sonnet #3677

Glad I am moving to a new mode of thought
Because the last few were outdated
And take a moment to know what is hot
And she was glad she had waited

And pillage the foam beneath a sidewalk
Look for the turn before breathing
And gone back to forces that can now be locked
Always to the land of teething

Like a child that is in the breed
For tomorrow the rain will subside
And where did you find all the deeds
That came back into the guide

And I will never leave you until I reach the sky
With the tower of words that I write until the fry

Pop Sonnet #3678

If you follow along for no reason at all
Except to make something of plans
To be the one standing so very tall
And images flash in the cans

Where I have stored film stock
And worked with the reels
To be foregoing conclusion mock
And live for the heal

That comes back to you before you had strength
To muster the courage to go
Where gentle confusion time goes to length
And now it is you just to flow

And in a time off for recuperation
You could find me in the midst of the station

Pop Sonnet #3679

For now I will put the pillow away
And hide in the darkness of dreams
That come into form in the midst of my stay
And then they all turn to beams

Of a holy prism showing the colors
That is a horizon to bust
The way that I think things will become quite fuller
To look at the people with lust

For a drive will commit and fancy the gate
Paralyzed encountering cues
To be all the way down and just wait
Until the colors turn their hues

Into a cascade of perceptual stimulus positive reaction
There are so many ways to get an infraction