Pop Sonnet #5280

The belt of the giant shines
The ways of certain freedom
And to restore the kinds
Of every perfect kingdom

That shares the discoverable
With the record that remains long
Before the disreputable
And force us always strong

When there is availability in a longing
To be pressured more than worth
And to episodically move belonging
And whatever is right for Earth

There must be a number ready
For the ability that was heady

Pop Sonnet #5281

And anything you move to make
The furnishing was splendid form
To be around the walking lake
That was about to return to the dorm

When we carve out a move for water
There is a place to keep track
And if you hear my father
You would just take back

And to turn around inside the car
Where space is often limited
To be along the very star
That conformed to the lifted

Whatever it was that you had preconceived
And to wonder what is believed

Pop Sonnet #5282

And the words that stream across
The screen and onto the page
Where you can count a loss
And make sure not to rage

Because of that supreme fact
That I could have been further still
Which may not be the use exact
But wound up in the pages will

That conformity over progress
When asked to take a hint
Struggles to regain the best
And work up to the rent

That will be here even in a month or less
You could make me touch your dress

Pop Sonnet #5283

And anyone that comes to me hoping
For an event that will preclude
The dungeon tactics were coping
And hear what is for food

That game so beyond the crack
Where the poison seeps through skin
And here we grow up thinking back
And then whatever happens when

The postulate was posed to learn
The maxim just for fun
And the tides are here to burn
The attitudes of one

That shared with a formalized detention
That I know I should not mention

Pop Sonnet #5284

So if there is a fight to tame
The energy responsible lap
To return back the same
And to be half way on the tap

That was about to get us flying
To a land so bottomed in
A pit that was always crying
To head the very win

Was to be at the game so responsible
And docked right by the pier
To live a question irrepressible
That gave the ailing clear

To take with them a perfect glance
Of what health can bring in chance

Pop Sonnet #5285

After what seemed like awhile
The energy slips a kiss
To the working class a style
Of what the rest miss

A pragmatic touch of weight
That ferries life to skills
And what can you relate
Where anything keeps reels

Of an illusion so victorious planning
The stage was about to fasten
And when the tides were standing
Below the year to hasten

Before I get through this day
There is a very pleasant way

Pop Sonnet #5286

What could you ask for now
That would not seem to aim
And if you could see somehow
That level on the game

Was getting to the point that no one understands
Because that is what happens at height
Where oxygen is scarce so planned
And that is deserving of a right

That planed out in motion along the water
And was swinging along the batch
Where clearly you could see what got her
Turned around to see the catch

And that is why I really play
For a moment there was a stay

Pop Sonnet #5287

And really to get around so nervously
Where we can hit the ground running
And was a trip notoriously
Making the happenstance shunning

Of a principle that never reads the foam
Where ideas travel from the sea
And other forms of nature's home
And looking back at me

Was about the wave of hope
That came to stop the book
Where anything could bend like rope
If heated in the nook

That was warmed up for the mast
And had to take out the fast

Pop Sonnet #5288

That is why I feel so good
Because a bit of prayer keeps positive
On the missing level stood
Where ships came dancing up to give

A position of fame that I would like
But was given just what I deserve
That tries a bit and then gets hiked
To be a member of the curve

That was a bit of fun last night
But not sure about the ending
Because when we go along in flight
There are pages to be spending

Before the printing comes to prove
That this was an important move

Pop Sonnet #5289

But really just to practice fate
That object will combust
Into a lesser failing wait
That lowered all my trust

Except when you tell me to learn
About the second place of standing
Where toward a light we all will earn
The very thing that was landing

Right before our very eyes
Captivate the quiet hip
That came along with the ways implied
And turn to make a trip

That could have been a hundred miles
Which is only over an hour in dials