Pop Sonnet #3590

Bet you are getting tired at the point of no return
Lessons come so cheap when I fail
And I wonder if there was a proper burn
On the fingers that placed the scale

When I have seen the maker's hand
Come through in every scrape
Would be dead and in the sand
If there was not an escape

Route offered by the universal energy in the air
When I was about to fill up the tent
With anything that kept me in care
That I will pay my own rent

And keep looking for the treasure that is coming soon
Next time the calendar will keep tabs on the moon

Pop Sonnet #3591

And I have syndromes plenty but I really want them gone
Unless there is a reason for the chaos in life
Where I could have been a man that had his ways turned on
There would be a trailer to open with a knife

That I have come to reckoning with certain program dogs
The ones that come about in the dire sample
Of strategy that I thought would get me through the fog
And I will only lead you if I set a good example

This sonnet came about when I was still waking
And maybe there is a point to the stream
Consciousness can be analyzed yours for the taking
And don't know if someone is programming the dreams

I have at night were left by when they may have come
There is still a plan for me to charge the proper sum

Pop Sonnet #3592

When I treasure more than life because there is a way
They could keep me all in dread
Because it was like aI gave up somehow today
And then the project woke and led

To a tunnel I have filmed by time to gain the dawn
In case of any wonders deep and wide
Where there were sparks flying in the windy gone
And there would be someone left inside

To counteract the filament so grove would wear so steep
That offer to be gentle beside the fact of knowing
And then you would all go down to the keep
Where the demons dance around and keep their growing

Because just as they leave they will be back for more
At first I was so scared that I collapsed to the core

Pop Sonnet #3593

If I couldn't use a word twice
I would be at the beginning
Unless you cleaned it nice
The company is winning

Because they tell me what to do
And time is all a split
To take a liking for you
Is really a different hit

And long at first becoming shorter
Who knows what makes this change
There are visions in the order
Though it all happens so strange

That now there are allowances for anything that rides
Maybe there are facts about choosing different sides

Pop Sonnet #3594

Your destiny is bringing back
The order in the truth
Many times I hop the sack
And return as some old sleuth

That can track down like men
The ones in the silent era's gold
To take any time to offend
By properly giving the scold

But I will have to ask you
If you all have gone away
There would be separate times to
Take it all away

And vanishing is what I do when requested to give up
There is only one way to get to that elusive cup

Pop Sonnet #3595

And wake the system in the park
Where sunlight is a friend
Because the way that I was stark
Was only to amend

What I had done with style
And chosen in the fort
That after all the while
There would be a drop of port

That kept a splash of dizzy days
Into an hourglass that runs
Out of sand on top of rays
That shoot out from the sun

That keep the dial turning just to tell the time
And there are many ways that I could end up in the crime

Pop Sonnet #3596

Not real sure what random chance
I had to make it right
But there are more at the dance
Which fires up tonight

And if there was a slave that melted
Into the backdrop forgotten
That is where the fame is welted
To be spoiled rotten

Like I am with films coming in
From every lengthy hour
And power gains a macro din
That withers like a flower

In the sun that permeates the cold day whenever I write
That seems quite irrational just to go tonight

Pop Sonnet #3597

So I learn examples from the downhill paradigm
That kept me in remorse over guilt that cried
And I like to taste the fruit especially the lime
And there are other drinks you make that really can be tried

So I will lengthen and then shorten
Who knows what I will do
Because when I write very important
Notes to redeem the true

Way of handling the frame inside the week
That holds onto grass beyond the storm
The one that flew in ever seek
The truth and you will find the norm

Because we all have things within
That trigger us to feel our sin

Pop Sonnet #3598

I feel like there is no one here
To even ask for justice
There would be systems in the year
That only could just trust us

Because we have made mistakes
Without them there would be suspect
Meddling in the permeated lakes
That came to be correct

That I would leave a resonance
On this life and the next
There would be a pleasance
That lasts even when hexed

And I would take a notion from a far off land
That there are so many things we cannot understand

Pop Sonnet #3599

Here comes the save and the disc
I would have put away
But there are times just to whisk
The tether ball in play

That there are things I have to do
And this is one of them
Unless you need to get a clue
I will go on so grim

That there is nothing just to shift
A doubtful sauce of bones
That man was the best to lift
The storage in the groans

And if nothing here seems to ever make some ideas
Get together with hideaways that fizz