Pop Sonnet #4720

Responsible for the same old thing
That forces you to trust
In the logic that will bring
An elevated dust

Had to go further on down
To see how deep the ending
Will believe the one in town
That kept me going blending

And when cottage whites are hued
The elementary blissful place
That looked around before imbued
And servile go for case

For the mental image that I have inside my brain
Go ahead and press forward into the solid train

Pop Sonnet #4721

This is not the solid trait the shift in the bounce
Held onto reason for as long
And the steady information rarely ever counts
And going for the gold strong

The mighty are exhausted
And the best are all retired
There are some that have tossed it
And already had the wire

It makes you wonder if what you read
Will come true in another world
And things that start to beckon need
Will look back at the curled

And it has taken years but the song turned out great
Had to just turn it up a notch for paradise awaits

Pop Sonnet #4722

Save the best for last before you look
At the urbane management aplenty
For the forklift that was sitting hooked
And walked along with twenty

There was quite a crowd
Before the isolated sphere
That dimensions have allowed
Before they all are near

And that will make me question a lot
About the universe in general
So have to check in while you ought
And take with me the mineral

That research has proven to be
A great specimen unto thee

Pop Sonnet #4723

Leaving with a trace of humor
Never hurt a bit
And going to look at the tumor
Had to place the writ

On the scroll that always grows daily
And if you think about the underground
There are never things that failing
Was about to pound

With the big sheriff the position high
And we will search for lost souls
To be reactivated by the tie
And fallen through the holes

I am really feeling the partying catch up
Wonder if for now you could have hidden my cup

Pop Sonnet #4724

Been awhile since I have been along
And it is good to disappear
And wherever the courage wronged
A moment in the clear

That would be a nice feeling
But right now I am so gone
Never sure about healing
And knowing that your done

That was the first time that has happened
And I remember every detail
Down to the very notes of some bend
That measured by the weight of the nail

That will add the mass to structure complete
And nothing else would return a receipt

Pop Sonnet #4725

This composition really goes far
I wonder what will be in it at the bottom
And mixing up to be all star
That company will laud them

And it gets strange when the days pass
The downhill coming soon
And there is ever ready mass
That fly in a balloon

And cruise around the open sky
Fill the heavens to the maximum number
That wage I threw cheered upon the dye
And woke up with a cucumber

That was just about to crush your dreams
Until you realized that teams

Pop Sonnet #4726

Okay that was harder than I thought
And the challenge remains for awhile
To get into the very knot
That is all the very while

Taking a question to the streets
And learning what precious goes
Before the simple realized defeats
That had to be with shows

Of any kind and pilgrimage to water
That was drier than a bone
And I had to see if there were daughters
Waiting for when they were alone

So they could watch whatever movie that they wanted
And so anyone could see that I have always hunted

Pop Sonnet #4727

In my mind I am on the trail
Of a perfect mismatch recognition
And came back into the wail
That simplified the mission

That was presented with a rare
Stalwart forced into a grave
That is not the real type care
Would you really want to save

And after awhile the bearing sticks
With a knowledge that bleeds
I am fading into licks
Of a fortunate breed

That you will question the minute they go back
And I was already waiting just to attack

Pop Sonnet #4728

That is all I can really stretch to
The final hour that you spent
Back in the heady merry crew
And had to go for the tent

After time there was a deep
Moment just to breathe
Back and forth when they sleep
And that day was not for the seethe

That kept ideals into place
And managed where the longing
Was already taking a base
And never mind the old bring

Anything that you can get your hands on
Whatever is nearby the loved upon

Pop Sonnet #4729

That is quite the way to break
An enchantment that paved the way
There are miracles we take
Back to check on any mightier play

That took a staff and finished out
By going for the lost
That was quite a ways in the bout
That boxers had the crossed

Swings and blows were launching
And no one one could tell
That I had been back staunch things
Were about to split the sell

It is like a program with ways to shape the code
One day I will see myself back on the open road