Pop Sonnet #4110

Darkness invades before the light can touch
A celebratory beacon leans
On the way to very much
Of the working machines

And guidance in a drop of rain
A flag to shear the heart strings
And clear the chords whatever train
Comes riding in to bring

A mass of people into town
And frightens when you call
The empty raid of feeling down
And make you really stall

The sympathy that brings reunion
Understand there is a conclusion

Pop Sonnet #4111

But by this triple score we know
The final act is so far away
From the beginning of this show
And slipping into the day

We have to feel what loss is ours
Before we share the code
With taking whatever purpose soars
To be the one on the road

And soon we will build a lesson great
The relegated grade from a curve
The lessons seem to drain all late
And for whatever reason swerves

That toward a drop we know the ride
It is all that we have left inside

Pop Sonnet #4112

In a difference bet we last
Program to inquire
In the dripping ever fast
Comes to relieve the choir

From a day so mental talk
Is drowning out the lights
And when we make a bitter walk
Toward the jealous fights

The days we see through end to end
And discover there was lost
A fisherman will try to send
The time you had now crossed

With all the ocean settled the score
Before the days you needed more

Pop Sonnet #4113

And talked to you about the trip
Where furnishing is true
A simple tyrant needs to slip
Out into the managed crew

That will tame the page so dear
A crackling of a mask
Information getting clear
Before the trendy task

Of settled up a problem walks
Into the streak of stages
And gently as the old man talks
I would call him of ages

That ring into a softened beam
And began to look right at the stream

Pop Sonnet #4114

There is never time to ante up
When the cards are held
By a silver lighted sup
That wept for ways that spelled

A problem for the brain is here
But if I can ignore it
Will it settle down and nearer
To the ways afford it

And simply ask for a long steady
Grain of dire quicksand
That kept us all acting ready
To still be the only hand

And if there was a simple pause
I would have known the very laws

Pop Sonnet #4115

And in the question of the shout
I moisten my dry mouth
Before I make another doubt
Come back into the south

Of this mountain that landmark stands
Before the haunted castle
And if you make it in a band
I want you here faster

Than a lightning bolt
That reads a grounded wake
And slips into the memory cult
That never had to make

Anything up that did not work
Sometimes though I have been a jerk

Pop Sonnet #4116

Knowing I had no control
Is no excuse to make
But I am almost total
Here to forgive the mistake

That went on in record prime
The mask that wore a leaf
Before the prince of all of time
Managed his relief

The glory of an open box
That set upon the curtain
Never went to change the talks
That were never even certain

But when water turned to wine
This is something I must find

Pop Sonnet #4117

And in the group I still have change
But if the memory serves
Settle into part time range
And living life deserves

A thought process that I dismiss
For meaningless and harsh
The information in remiss
And talk about the starch

That shredded through a wagon wave
The simpler at the door
Run it through in to see the pave
And compliments before

You were guilty of the weirdest
Things I could imagine feared us

Pop Sonnet #4118

And next time ask me what I want
Instead of just concluding
That you have any up in front
Of damages protruding

Before the obstinate remark
That shaped a million dollars
Into looking through the dark
And wore determined collars

To win the walk of sheltered dreams
And company will burst
Into the elemental seams
That hold onto the worst

Of metaphors to read before a silver lake
And I will be the one to point out the very fake

Pop Sonnet #4119

So here we go in lessons turned
The approach to the wispy air
That creeps into the furnace burned
And stays around to care

The administrative guilt of hell
Went sinking into rites
That came about in all that fell
Into the cloudy nights

I will just repeat the tone
Of a thousand more
And then a thousand on the lone
Cycle of a floor

That can preach to me a warning
I know that the rain is forming