Pop Sonnet #4240

Lost my count in transition to teach

All the instruments guided by muse

And difficulty comes within the preach

Then the maker will use

A soul within distance

Of here to the end

Never mind existence

Going just to pretend

And I will admonish you

All the clever guile

To accomplish the mixing hue

And lasted for quite awhile

And now I go back on the purchased plant

Never know what will come from the slant

Pop Sonnet #4241

This is real sketchy in perfection style

The fantasy trips all around

And come to being in every file

No one could ever be found

And if the incantations are enough for the box

When trouble acclimates air

And going back into the left over talks

That encourage all the bare

That sat in a row and waited for the ride

And what can leap in any tract

There are motions bound to hide

And find out what goes back

Because it feels like I should be way in the future

But that is what I foresee happening for sure

Pop Sonnet #4242

No matter how dependent the creation grows

Apart from worry in the best

Of anyone that chooses what knows

And simply go the rest

To the ends of the bottom where

Anything imaginable floats

And stable prevention will stare

Apart from the extra made boats

Where I could have understood

Everyone with a mixture

And helped out in the most good

With a fortifiable fixture

That lends all credit to the math on wisdom

And please do not hide your bottle of rum

Pop Sonnet #4243

This is certainly taking a toll

On my brain which now kicks in

Because I feel completely full

From last night of endless din

When assurance reveals control

And the sparkler rips across

The wind will come and make the pull

And answer when there is loss

Among the certain approaches here

I would have a break

Because the approach grows so clear

And illustrates the take

When the governing chances dangle a course

There is another that photographs horses

Pop Sonnet #4244

That is like a sandwich looking back and up

Because anywhere will achieve the find

When the carries lend to the cup

The next time you will just have signed

When the whole burden comes crashing in deep

The mercy belying the witches

And whereabouts will you sleep

Unless there was abundance of riches

To be amusing as half a score

Could wrangle back behind

And filter among the core

To always watch the mind

And here I must at least save

And get ready for the next wave

Pop Sonnet #4245

There is a state of being steady

That carves out a place among

A super find that can now ready

The properly over hung

That come across so vile

But display reason and form

When the walking takes another mile

After the day is beginning to warm

And alliances in the space

Will time a paragon

Of all the flavors soon erase

The mile marker on

The watcher in the background had assured assortments

And I will always wait for the report sent

Pop Sonnet #4246

It is the old split word challenge

That brings us all the blame

For the days I damage

The varied notions the same

Crowding out illusion

My sympathy returns

And if there was a transfusion

Before the man burns

And we are in health a cross of sanction

The words that form around space

And to even search for the diction

There is now an answer for the race

That steams into plug around cause

And shameful the way you applause

Pop Sonnet #4247

This is a better arrangement

Before the crucifix we dance

And look at the derangement

When given a next chance

Where we will rely on cinema's grain

The film stock leaves emulsions

To burn and create the colorful stain

Of a movie born for propulsion

And ask once more why you wake

When the dawn recoils

The faded act begin to stake

The farthest by the side of oils

Used to anoint and some used for gas

Some of the moisture was still there at last

Pop Sonnet #4248

Today is a mile marker even small

But to get to this point took a turn

Because of the way you illustrate falls

The second you look back when burn

Comes into the equation and asks you to speak

To a crowd of rigid listeners

That come to always demonstrate weak

And move into the christener

That took on a challenge

Only to persist

In efforts that valiant

Underwent the next list

When I made the hole just a few more inches deeper

Leave it to me I will write you a keeper

Pop Sonnet #4249

And ask why it works to get through

Never stopping to familiarize the deck

And to comfort among the blue

Where misery is erased in the neck

Where I have seen tomorrow

Arise in my brain has run away

That epic battle for the brow

That turns so gentle this day

And now I see why I get stuck

On word games that create

A pleasanter chance luck

That will allow to relate

When I have ended right at this next line

Then you will have read the wind's design