Pop Sonnet #4650

That is just a number trick
For spelling out the sound
The mercy given is so quick
Joy to be there found

By the road it has a place
And ravaged for the town
Last night I had to really chase
The girl I once loved down

And if I get hung up I know
That there is more to look into
Settle for the many grow
That will settle to be through

And that is about where I give up on making sense
Next time you could stop to rinse

Pop Sonnet #4651

I like the pleasure of the love
But not sure that it was
There are other sections written glove
And properly when does

The meeting come to order for the plan
And I was taking comfort in
The misery that stands
Where all could belong ten

And I am feeling quite the brand
Of a nihilistic feature
There are other things to stand
Around the separate teacher

That could have asked for a little more
But there was a golden floor

Pop Sonnet #4652

And nothing certain in this time
Where plagues set upon the game
That settle down for other lime
And end up still the same

And if I ever take a model
To be fit in rare to slam
That was for the acting bottle
The one that had a damn

And I will push it to the brink
Of wanting to go back
But now the only way to think
Was asking just to hack

And potent was the philosophy
Where animation came to be

Pop Sonnet #4653

And I would only plan ahead
For rockets are no joke
That slam along the serious dread
Of what is now in smoke

That paralytic ambience
And I will now have more
The escalating violence
And golden was the door

After all I take her hand
And once we had a thing
But now it is a changing band
Directing to the sling

And after having sex with her
Many more times will have to occur

Pop Sonnet #4654

There is a chance it never reaches
But I press on solidly
That game when all the wild preaches
The motions of the sea

That plays with light upon the water
And falters for a goal
That could have been another father
To push when life is whole

And I have often wondered why
The ship won't turn around
And there is a pinch in the eye
For proper things I found

And I will fancy whiskey for a liquid courage drink
Nothing fares very well with absence on the brink

Pop Sonnet #4655

And without a day of freestyle looks
There are prayers about increasing
The number of pages in the book
Or word count never ceasing

The plan to get there in the day
Was acting like a pen
That wrote the words to say
Getting down and in

Where you take me to the march
And flee for the life is gone
And walk to be around the starch
That shapes us when we are on

The controlling factor is turning random
Am I headed for your fandom

Pop Sonnet #4656

So I reach into the whole taught
The potion in the rent
That kept up when we wrote the knot
Back into the splint

That carries bones that lay all smashed
The reparation never adjusts
And when there are others cashed
The final notion trusts

And I will check out if patterns emerge
Other than the parameters
That often times will go resurge
And excavates the cheaters

That separate the presence well
It was about time to tell

Pop Sonnet #4657

And in each stroke of keys
The next time you go looking
Had to check with you please
Know that there is cooking

To learn before the next time fades
And I have already seen the light
Wearing the good grades
On the shipyard fight

And when you look at poison
There are moments pure
And if asked for a choice in
The spanish love demure

That really cannot drive to weak
And gain a winning full on streak

Pop Sonnet #4658

Free Play was Kant's description
Of signs and signifiers
There is a new restriction
On when I was a liar

The only thing I can do now
Is make up for the way
I would redeem all the brow
For certain when you stay

And in the visit there was speech
The mercy for the flood
Wisdom never wants to reach
Back into the mud

And there are words so obvious to appear
I still want that kind of thing here

Pop Sonnet #4659

It seems so strange that I cannot
Return to coasting sent
And figure out the spelling caught
A manager that spent

The only nearby place I go
Is the house on the hill
Because even when I move slow
The reckoning of will

That is comfort in my pain
Because I take the path
That adds up in a drain
And pushes us to wrath

The living word is preached a lot
Just in case any of us forgot