Pop Sonnet #5420

And every time I fall back in the groove
Makes a difference for the timing link
The very things that start to move
And remain training in the blink

Where we must find a common star
To head towards when gazing
And if status can tell you who you are
Then what was the point of the amazing

Fortitude that certified the present type agenda
And to make a plan that may just work
Up against everything that had to send a
New gigantic sleep spell that was all murk

Because of the mile I was running
Had to get everywhere for funning

Pop Sonnet #5421

So I get through it and nothing will stand
In my way between the beginning
And the end where it goes on forever in hand
And when the ample amount is spinning

The closet chain was gentle Earth
The proceeds when you clinched
And to remember the exact worth
Would have often enough been pinched

And when the presence sticks with chance
Depending also on sleeves
To hide away the next romance
And be the one that leaves

But as for now I climb the mountain fast
Too much more and I will never last

Pop Sonnet #5422

And every little bit is like a chisel on a rock
Makes a small imprint but stays around
And when you can really start to walk
To the wave released upon the bound

Where I was miraculously pointed home
And I would have never found it otherwise
The way to write a poem
Has been found as a surprise

That keeps the burning trail ahead
Going for an absolute order and kind
Where this was the final bed
And somehow they brought a find

To discover my importance before the hell begins to starve
When all along the outside you were able just to carve

Pop Sonnet #5423

So I can see it coming in the distance up the path
Where bringing back the cane was tantamount
To a set of bridges found when done with math
And surround yourself with the final count

That led us all to thinking that you were gone
Unless someone else triggered the map
That was so far away below any game that cons
Where I was still headed through the lap

And making someone hear from me
After going days with no connection
There is a fence that channels for free
And retires the allegory election

That was used for symbolism in the very perfect hidden
And if anyone else was the one that could be getting

Pop Sonnet #5424

It is hard to get the exact number at first
So much confusion will bring
The chance at which they are rehearsed
And ready to belt out the thing

That remained locked inside for years on end
And if there was an advantage to the rain
Before you get the way down to blend
And that is the last of my pain

Before you get to do this remember what worked best
And if anyone slams you for the words inside
I would challenge them to sit over the rest
And make what kind of music is the way to pride

And here we have a look so solemn
What else would you plan to call them

Pop Sonnet #5425

To take a challenge maxed out complete
And settle for the higher score
Among the folks that had to treat
The very thing you knew no more

And when the chips will build to heights
And the bet is all but here
On your side before they see the lights
And wear another stable leer

That was set instead on things below
Where things will turn to dust
When checked into the headed blow
To properly check trust

And when you know there is a way out
Take more time to write all about

Pop Sonnet #5426

And here we have a paradigm
That acts as though you boasted
Where I was led into the time
That promised me the coasted

Ending of the level up when we were so very far
Along where the reset just kicks in
And went along with everyone to find out who you are
Always worrying about the very sin

That takes you into anger and wrath
Will stir up so revert to the non reactive
Where I was taking a note in math
And became the next exact give

That was about to split and force it there
To make a noise in the air

Pop Sonnet #5427

And next we see the channel break
Before the television even turned off
The very station to make the same mistake
Was all before you doffed

To the cat inside the car that bounced around the seat
That was about as empty as ever
And had to look around to see the blinding fleet
That came around thundering so clever

And if you begin to think something wrong
About the situation you are in for good
And if they offer me words to build this song
I was already looking forward to the understood

Dilemmas in a basket you will always see
The very angle damaging returned the way to be

Pop Sonnet #5428

So focus on the amalgamation of the sedentary
That came into a place to rest
That life was so much in the wary
Looks upon the ultimate best

When I become a figure bigger than life
You would promise me to sleep
And when the smoke drifts to strife
Among the very ones that push the leap

Across a playing field so plenty when among
And if there is a blurriness that shades
The very thing I was getting to the rung
And left me in a perfect grade

That if you were to choose just one year to relive
What would be the age that you would give

Pop Sonnet #5429

So for now I close this book
Only to open in a few
To be the one that has the look
In where things had now flew

And when you separate the catch waking in the drain
There is so much just to ask
About the coming feign
Of a milder and gentler task

That was to burn along the grid
And show what turns were making
The very staunch that bid
Were never there just waking

And when you go for things uncertain but on a roll
There was something that you could behold