Pop Sonnet #5150

And all went to the wayside
While preaching used a pull
There is now a new ride
That honors when the dull

Comes shocking into wastelands
And derides when you chalk
There was only free hands
Turning back the stalk

When you have wanted all the worth
And fame was guarded stand
Where checking back into the Earth
Had really now seemed planned

When only fishing circus strain
Comes screaming into my brain

Pop Sonnet #5151

It takes the whole elemental fuse
To travel ahead far
Not knowing anything to use
The downer in the bar

When everyone had made mistakes
And I see letters left out
Compared to any more retakes
I will hold onto doubt

And furthermore in pillar hold
The ultimate of craze
And infusing with the gold
To lake away the maze

Of where we all had been at once
There are all kinds of known hunts

Pop Sonnet #5152

And anyway there is no epic gone
That cannot be retrieved at all
When you asked me what was on
And where we take the fall

For days I was just objectively
Meaning to pretend
And when the weather correctively
Wished upon the send

When the shoes were death traps
To stay afloat in the park
And went on knowing laps
Were gaining all the marks

Of whatever reason you had to do this
Now it is growing no day will miss

Pop Sonnet #5153

Talking to the strangest ear
Was about to become formed
A circular exit already here
And precisely knew the stormed

Were already forcing to go
Into a place that has mistakes
Like this book even woe
Will strike between the breaks

And keeping track of everything
Before the mirror swooning
And when you look into what king
Was overcoming pruning

And we have never planned the ship
Whenever you will take a trip

Pop Sonnet #5154

And here we are just planning to rest
Meaning that there are sign to slip
And when you ever feel the crest
Of the very elongated ship

That has to require even more followed
When taking up the mantle
And wondered when you hollowed
The glowing of the candle

And you hear a mistake that plants a rock
There are tools as instrumental guides
Where there is no one even shocked
By what is all the sides

That you will play for another open book
Let us stall the game to pause and have another look

Pop Sonnet #5155

So I bring to the table the longing and the waif
Where I was about to make it and then not
When you are looking forward to the safe
And always knew you bought

The courage of a landing came through various doors
And when there was a mistake you made
You knew that all that now implores
Was forceful to be played

And when the rock star logic fades
The changing of the hammer
When there are many more to glades
And could you hear me stammer

When I smoked and knew it was there
The neighbors did not seem to stare

Pop Sonnet #5156

So I recollect the adventure calm
When challenging to climb back in
And when the racing leads the balm
From where the most was chained ten

Were included in the crypt all about
And ran a program into moisture
And wondered where the doubt
Was about to sail the cloister

To a doubled back promotion
And looked at where they bent
But there is a new potion
That was there just to get you lent

To a star ride which will bring
Ten thousand years where I will sing

Pop Sonnet #5157

I do not think your guidelines
Have been made complete
And noticing the hard lines
To shred into the street

And guide me now with elaborate shifts
That furthermore dilemma reset
And went along with any lifts
To be part of the bet

And when you chase a dream so far away
Even in the struggle to get large
There are things to write this way
In case there is a charge

And I will never ask you to leave a full on class
There are many more pictures here at last

Pop Sonnet #5158

Making causal casual candor
With a portent of the smote
That became the lack of where the dander
Was excited by the quote

And never ending so impatient to look
And really in perspective it is limited
To be about as long as any book
And then to go on primitive

Where class will play for demonstration
And the rich will store their treasure
And to find the next station
To go back to the pleasure

Of a lost time that I can look behind
And still see what has been there to blind

Pop Sonnet #5159

At last I have my daily portion for the settled
And when I am reminded of a story
That I will not tell to any metaled
Response of where the glory

Was coming into response beyond the held out claim
And went into the moisture solidly
To ship the answer all the same
And motion back to probably

The same old score that you have had
And wonder where the brightness
Was being all around the bad
And dissipating lightness

To have been on sacred ground before a game like cry
That made the cluster of the downed around a single lie