Pop Sonnet #4160

The shine of power in the sword
To beat the level total
And revive the dwarf hoard
To score a came that so full

Was asked before the table
That you were made to wreck
Simply born alongside cable
And returning to the trek

Where just flying along a show
And setting up different scenarios
Wondering what there is to know
And running along the impresarios

That led the dragnet full of sting
Every record has to bring

Pop Sonnet #4161

It is kind of arbitrary
That I am so far
Because you know the scary
Head out to the car

And join in my elation
For the final day draws near
Even if it is creation
For another few years

And I will never stop
Before it is my time
So ask of me the top
Was hanging back in line

And I will give to you whatever you wish
Unless your neighbor otherwise persists

Pop Sonnet #4162

It seems that I should be lucky
But really in the scheme of things
It is all a drop in the bucket
And if you understand the kings

Of scripture solid why there is a certain age
That everyone goes along with
And comfort with the cage
That lead unto the final myth

Where I have seen life renewed
And abundantly return to the path
Where the Lord will reach the mood
Of wherever the physical staff

To ask for a belonging that you really needed back
Understand that I will whittle until the stick cracks

Pop Sonnet #4163

This is another way to a wall
That appears right next to you
Unless you have to sit and stall
Before the passage of the flu

And I was thinking I can write
Before I got this way
Floating around in far off sight
To oddly read the day

That assures you to be hindered
And next time read a sign
Because the world engendered
Relegates the fine

And if you do not stop to smoke
I will soon be broke

Pop Sonnet #4164

I never thought the time would come
But here it is at last
And if you feel the maker's thumb
Upon the touch of glass

That you know will hold you firmer
Than a wooden stick in the ground
Never mind the logical squirmer
That just now knew the sound

And if you never make it there
I wish you some good trips
Unless the maker put your hair
Into the tied up slips

That I was talking about with danger
Until you saw the forest ranger

Pop Sonnet #4165

So to be back in the saddle
Is a feeling better than gold
To assure the reference prattle
And maintain the course to fold

And now I search for any reason
Just to continue with the basic
Line of auditing the pleasing
To be smarter than the races

Of humanity will never reach
Unto the plain of responses
And acts a mercy just to teach
All the things I would have causes

To affirm the level of contentment
Never was there any resentment

Pop Sonnet #4166

No one will ever know the way
To reach a goal at the very back
And if I am being treated with the filet
Than I will never again lack

To get as far as I would try
To end result so wondered
Because there is a certain fly
That could never be taken asunder

And in the operative motive
There is a channel complete
With anything you could give
Back into the outer street

And I am rushing through this maze
Understanding the needed haze

Pop Sonnet #4167

Unless you tell to me the last
Of the dreams that still forget
Whatever bets will always cast
The final moment to be wet

To figure out that you made a mistake
And never before the waking tread
That is just enough to take
A waltzed out permeating dead

That I would feel all violated
By the prisoner that breaks in
And out of modes to be outdated
The simplest will have the bend

That everyone will answer for whatever they do
I will leave the choices all up to you

Pop Sonnet #4168

But I am so happy to have now
An album coming up
Positive things in life can gain the plow
To get forward in the cup

And I will challenge you once more
To follow me every time
Through the courage that is in store
Waking up to see the prime

And in illustrative shelters
Nothing seems to break
Until the nervousness starts to swelter
And causes me to shake

Which ends up in the normal day
To be a common type of way

Pop Sonnet #4169

I really do not care what is going on
I do not think of it except the pain
And where to travel all along
Unless the trivial will now rain

And if I am being hurt in any way or form
I really have not noticed
Because the play was warm
And kept you back into an exposed

Permanent place next to me
I have had my adventures too
But the dreaming always sees
An invention of a new

Type of elevator that will lift you to every floor
Maybe we should go to see the garden flowers growing up some more