Pop Sonnet #4670

All I see is a blur think my eyes are spent
Looking at the crimson chains
Of fantasy that rent
A local type of reigns

That ever ready was to boot
The fissure in the dome
Paralyze me all the fruit
Lost somewhere at home

And to take a worded pair
And slice them all to pieces
That is an important dare
Go boldly into the creases

And I would be aware of the final chosen risk
If you would just look at me when I pull a disc

Pop Sonnet #4671

And it seems to get here often stuck
Behind the clouded veil
That memory was serving just for luck
Until you looked back sale

And when the ultimate reward
Rears the head of shame
That you were just as well implored
And left to be the same

Where I identify with plagues
And coursing through the heart
Was the images all vague
That made us want to dart

Before the wave of practice ships
That kept me from gaining slips

Pop Sonnet #4672

Not that it would be a problem
I love the counter point in life
Where I think the only softened
Word was loving the wife

That total feeling of free play
And the associative drive
The mix up that you had this way
Was to stay alive

And now I have a day off soon
That will lead me to the wreck
There are more than one to swoon
Before the kissing of the neck

And if there is a value kept
Remember what it was like slept

Pop Sonnet #4673

That will break me down
To the only last issue at stake
And to turn all brown
At the whim of make

That was just waiting for the gift
And properly divined
That was just a bottom lift
To see what was designed

And pushing on through the long fight
Left me in a shock
That wore a bet to go and right
The wrongs around the clock

That make up for lost time in a way
Until the very next when may

Pop Sonnet #4674

And now I am here at the bottom of my heart
There are plans to ride the snake
Unless there was a way to start
The visions that awake

With time and chance including fate
And ignorance at best
When the forage was the gate
That density of crest

That made for double approach to guide
The eraser that was here
To check out other things that fried
Upon the courage mirror

That really is a double punch
What did I just eat for lunch

Pop Sonnet #4675

And I just go on to prove I can
But there is more to what I do
It takes a very thought out plan
And isolating through

The candid assortment take your match to heave
There are strengths I could have known
Until you go and leave
And then I look back to see what was blown

And I have adjusted for the rail
That vision of reports
The one that kept us out of jail
Anytime there are sports

That could comfort any dull impairment
Anytime you feel it lent

Pop Sonnet #4676

That was a bad sign to say the least
But remember what you require
To bring along to the feast
And look throughout the fire

At a wholly transformed plant
The mercy seat abides
To hunt back for the severed pant
That looks around the bribes

That came flowing in from every angle
And wondered if they sit
Upon the olive tree that tangled
Was all about the writ

That you had to choose between every prompt
To wonder how it all got comped

Pop Sonnet #4677

So now I am out of the woods for awhile
Unless the stress rebuilds
And takes a gentle weave to smile
And reckons with the guilds

To alleviate a motion with the spread involved
There are achievements to push the door
And wonder if there never was a gulf of things evolved
In tide pools that wait for life at the core

That divide from single cells to many
Right before our eyes
And metamorphosis is any
Comfort when she cries

And I am waiting for the gift
Next time will I work the lift

Pop Sonnet #4678

That is just an image soothing
To be placed on the wall
Before the rain there was a smoothing
Of a sailor that will stall

For the urchin in the bank
That was a tripped message
For whatever could be thanked
For getting you the vestige

Of a remnant left over for here
There is an escape plan shaping
And after you returned to fear
The camera was taping

If that is even a way to record
Anything that has no reward

Pop Sonnet #4679

As good as a movie but some cannot compare
The permanence among us
That has captured the last fair
And scooted along the trust

About a mile into the run
I had to turn around
And the pressure of the gun
Has kept me in the ground

For days on end I keep underneath
The house is built that way
So I look right at the wreath
And walk a little while I pray

It hurts to think what could have been
There is enough to look back in