Pop Sonnet #4980

Clearly the effect is switching around
And whatever works is a mystery
Where things can seem that they are found
And nothing creates a history

Where we have stunted into made
The sharpening of the knife so plain
And when there are ideas that are paid
Just the attention will make it rain

And when I know that you were mine
But it did not last that long
And when into the journey design
And whereabouts are strong

And I will go anyplace to break
The millisecond of the mistake

Pop Sonnet #4981

When drive is ever linked to mass
There is a total aspiration
To lead to a separate class
And keeps with the ingratiation

Where things were certain for awhile
Then the area turned grey
With an assault to be the mile
Of the measures weighed

And when the spark comes distant proof
There are ideals that mattered
When you get into things aloof
Where things kept getting shattered

Before the council there are decisions
When the crowd begins the language divisions

Pop Sonnet #4982

This will really sharpen thoughts
And wonder why the time will claim
There are so many more that fought
With what you consider my name

Being brought so clearly before the float
And when the airship presents a ride
There are just the ways to gloat
About the way we travel to the side

And when the world falls into loss
The only way to find meaning
Is to seek the mighty toss
And always there just screening

And when the shortened illustrations true
Come into publishing where they imbue

Pop Sonnet #4983

And whatever things can start
There are always plans to track
The very next mark of the art
Was looking so far back

And to be responsible for heat
The courage to blur the drain
Where there are others into the street
That would handle all kinds of pain

So never look up what can be lost
Because the facts tend to disappear
And if there is no fact anymore to be crossed
The decision making skills of the year

And when the gain is all to make
The very last of your mistakes

Pop Sonnet #4984

That is really where I go with this
The moistened prophet of the card
The only way to live through the miss
Is to play with fervor hard

The cause of my interest is to blame
There may be superstitions all aglow
And when you look around the name
Was to be already beneath the blow

And free it up to be yourself
Where I could drag awhile
And set apart the health
For the day of the final

And really just to look so deep
Bought the thing back for the cheap

Pop Sonnet #4985

This rolling conquest of fate's desire
Where nothing melds with the option
And there is a fury from the choir
To be born underneath the adoption

Laws that found you in my family good
There is a place for my sister always
And she is sometimes not understood
But if she came with the phase

To know that she is family like the rest
And when the argument decreases
The charge comes up the best
And incense was all the ceases

Of the only brand that clones
Now we see the dice of bones

Pop Sonnet #4986

That is really why I am here
To discover things that recur
Where there is motion quickly year
And sounding to the last stir

Of a giant in his castle way above
That beanstalk never reached
Because when there is so much love
The longing becomes breached

And that is just a play on fairy tales
But I see inequality in the myth
There are so many ways to fail
But the passing was a gift

And when I look beyond your reach
There could be the last to teach

Pop Sonnet #4987

If eternal recurrence came to bed
The ones that were in the dream
Would come back around for the head
And wanted to always seem

That there is a path right down the line
The missing of a pattern saint
The organization is always fine
And when you look into the faint

Next time you salvage a hobbled rain
That course is to charge a cork
The level before absurd trains
Comes to take the pork

Away from all the forbidden sects
That could play with the elects

Pop Sonnet #4988

This just makes me wonder if
By the time I get this far
I will remember whatever cliff
Was impossible for the car

And now I drop a blink in tune
The suffering created all
Hammer off the dark of moon
And walking ever tall

I have these friends that mean the world
To what the weapon conveyed
The very second I was hurled
Into whatever weighed

And legend has it there is more
I would stop you at my door

Pop Sonnet #4989

Another day to take the thousand mark
Back to the increase steadily
Where hundreds have been against the dark
I could see you readily

Coming into question for the tease
That is why we light
The sole provider that will please
The fateful fire fight

And when we go just beyond the trail
Into the forest to find the lost lake
There is only a day to sell
The mortification was fake

Because even though my views have changed
They should have always been this way arranged