Pop Sonnet #4580

As for the tournament there is a player
That rose from the ranks of the book
The established already a prayer
And wonder if you did look

To the end of the bridge where
I know we will find it
Now I am just about to go anywhere
That would not seem to mind it

If I could really steady up makes
To be poisoned without knowing
And I will go along with the takes
Of a catcher bat growing

That was about to get messy again
Lot of time was put into it then

Pop Sonnet #4581

And it does not really matter
Where I will completely fall
The love was next to the ladder
And seriousness was about all

The rampant cooling of a count
That spread into the ruse
Next to you I could amount
To a state that does confuse

Everything looks pleasurable from this vantage
There is not more to play
But with a constant flow of refreshing advantage
There is a far gone word way

After all if the mind is plugged and on
There is so much to just look upon

Pop Sonnet #4582

It is strange how I have done much
But never know what is real or not
And to replace the perfect shaped crutch
That very spoken word forgot

That I was already with you when
You traveled to the sun
And I met the alien
When you brought the gun

And I was told to stay away
With certain respects of indignation
That gained a mighty whole which way
The stopper incarnation

That was just for you before you leapt
Along the wall the spider crept

Pop Sonnet #4583

And nothing more could even describe
The fact that I have danced around
The very thing you were to drive
And pushed back all run aground

The empty vessel of a crew gone
That was set next to a fact
When the shore grows on
And turns about the tract

Where people will haunt your clothes
And ask for present table issue
That was the mighty that arose
To bring us to the tissue

That was waiting in a box
Beneath the stairs the water rocks

Pop Sonnet #4584

But I did not mean I want a flood
Though in ways it was very minor
To think that I am inside blood
To look back along the fine liner

Which really makes me wonder about
The way in which she connected please
And when the repetition slides in and out
The curses are delivered upon a new seize

You did not set apart gifts to glow
The ultimate division of heritage
Was just about to blow
Into a thousand pieces of age

That was part of the same word and I am feeling
The music was bouncing off of the ceiling

Pop Sonnet #4585

This seems so random so played upon
And when the next five verses
Come out to mean nothing was gone
Except a part of the understood worsens

Into a problem that stopped me from flying
As I was suddenly on the water
And next to you there is a mercy crying
To be the next guess of a potter

That mixes the clay into perfect shapes
Usually used for a cup or bowl
That was all the reason tapes
Were ruined by the whole

That was about to save me forever
You will always be the most clever

Pop Sonnet #4586

If I just keep the push dig
To handle a quota
And realize that big
Was next to what wrote up

The misery was to crank out a shell
And force upon golden to swallow
That was the wave that began to swell
And already knew you were hollow

Because there is not much to stop
When tirades of uncertainty reign
And going along before the drop
And if you were ever in pain

There must be some model some kind of decision
After all they will be in division

Pop Sonnet #4587

So it hurts me just to move on
From line to line I feel afraid
And went to gain a fond
Of what is already made

As if the respect was torn asunder
And made to wash along
The perception of what we wonder
Is already in a long

Or should I say infinite
That was to get more
Than a single dissonant
Heard over the four

That makes one of the smallest
But none are the tallest

Pop Sonnet #4588

But if you think in perspectives of length
The storm of a shroud in retread
That always suffers from strength
And looks at the fallen lead

That was all around the mired catch all
The forest would be in response
After the inexplicable is on the wall
There could be dances of tons

That was leading us into a factory
The one that produced heat
From all of the town energy
Just to take a seat

And the smaller it is to just keep track
After awhile I will take it all back

Pop Sonnet #4589

That after all is why you just came
Beneath that forage so bright
That appeared about all the same
And prepared me to run with the kite

That was to fly above the heavens soon
Where nothing can quite reach
Until you see the flying balloon
That drifted around when you teach

And in the moment of truth
Nothing seems quite to share
That came above youth
And was about to care

For the all and everything was clear
I will see you in less than a year