Pop Sonnet #3700

With a fresh slate cleared from yesterday
The holdings you knew were crumbling
And furthermore the ultimate say
Came from someone who is bumbling

Left and right to prove a point and
I will count myself guilty as well
Into the separate items planned
To be apart from the sell

That came in bursting the loveliness bled
To show a route of lingering
That fixed into separate bits of bread
And now to go for fingering

The sacred place to which we are called
Now there is a moment stalled

Pop Sonnet #3701

And the fretful journey soars
To a specific wailing height
That kept the dullest roars
From a soundproof light

That never broke on the high notes
Like sometimes fiction tells
To be around the ultimate woes
And then to be compelled

To have a chance and throw away
Everything you have worked for
Never take a moment to play
The ocean fulfills the core

Of being when you need to look
I know you should read this book

Pop Sonnet #3702

And find out the knowledge interpret lightly
Everything that flows in and out
Coming back to ever quietly
Perpetuate the tout

Of a call that is on your mind
Before the hurt has brought
A curse to be all intertwined
To be for what is not

Forgiven is just one thing
I think I may have done
But now there is so much to bring
You call out to your son

And listen close to what he prays
And that now the love will stay

Pop Sonnet #3703

Unless there is a magnified
Cell in a small glass
That you can see all mesmerized
And charge a piece of ass

To call forward time will stop
And maybe keep the preceding
Next to you I will now drop
Anyone that is needing

For a certain paradigm that still gets so confusing
Like if I found it one place
And it represents what I am using
To get through this uphill race

Where pushing so hard I may collapse
And feature the mode of time lapse

Pop Sonnet #3704

Because as it grows and spreads over
The sympathy belying
That came to take your lucky clover
And kept just right on trying

To be a guard to sacred stashes
That were made to please
And that delved into all the mashes
That were surviving to feel these

Pressures coming down on me
And only for one day
Simply put a side of my tree
Into the ground and say

That if more falls it does not matter
Unless you hear a glass that shatters

Pop Sonnet #3705

And if your countenance amuses
Without a certain plan
There can be so much it uses
The second of the ban

That was put forward to commit
A mercy preclusion forward of much
That came upon this humble writ
And knowing what to touch

Has asked for guidance just before
The militance was hidden
And I know I will go for
A girl that is bedridden

By the sickness deep down in
The wages of the lasting sin

Pop Sonnet #3706

So if the presence still allows
The fakery to subside
That you will always know the wows
Of any type of ride

That functions just to teleport
The way we get around
And asks you now to get a report
And record every sound

Unless there was a token awful
Sometimes without coin
And they would still be within lawful
If someone hurt their loin

Pressure there it is again
Words like this will never win

Pop Sonnet #3707

And now I sway from side to side
Knowing there is concluding
A certain paradox inside
And managed just to be looting

That box of magic tricks to play
A set up cursory imagine frill
To wonder what is now to say
And promise that you will

For I have seen what is a mess
Inside this head of mine
And thinking negativity less
Is still what I am trying

But you know I have many issues
And many people effect brain tissues

Pop Sonnet #3708

So to know that goal is far
And even in a year
There are ways to get the car
And head over to the gear

Of a sentimental approach
To the entire make shift
Of a horizon that old brooch
Was heavy just to lift

So to wear would jeopardize
The latest of the fashion
To be active in the thighs
And was just wanting action

So I nod off into rest forever I will sleep
But there is so much more to do that I will have to keep

Pop Sonnet #3709

Going on without a decent memory to stake
Except that I knew there was freedom
Boating on the lake
And we know there are ways to see them

But before you answer back
I have something for you
And if offered any slack
The cruise will see you through

That emptiness and heartache
I have always understood
Of course now that I am awake
It will do me some good

Just to reflect on works of art
Now it is time to restart