Pop Sonnet #7450

There is peace at the trail end
The circle of the vision quest
Was reminding that old friend
The way to adventure best

And the road ahead is far to drive
Which makes a trail so worth
The fact that all of them were alive
Was going for the birth

And knowing there is a plan to run
The purpose is about to make
The situation going one
Way to get to the lake

And I need to return all of these omens
So I can wait for the next comings

Pop Sonnet #7451

That was a bit unusual at first
But I can tell you that something is up
Which makes everything thirst
For the wine from the cup

And that is what makes us fly
To generations solid check
Cannot find the reason why
Things seem different to inspect

Where you have gone to see the edge
When victory showers in the wall
Was here to stand among the wedge
There beside the temple waterfalls

That were as breathtaking as ever
Which leads us all to feel more clever

Pop Sonnet #7452

Which makes me wonder for the lead
And recreates an image fast
Was here to remind of the need
For whatever things that last

That last beyond the limit far
Was accompanied by a servant game
Was here to replay the car
Scene was never considered lame

And that is why part two is anticipatory
The best thing I know about fresh
Was here to be the whole glory
Of the next accepted flesh

Which is for me as good as gold
Once in awhile you stay old

Pop Sonnet #7453

It seems to be an impossible goal
But everyone must follow their dream
No matter what the make out seems whole
Was the level in the stream

The best premonition I had of pain
Was going to belong to sand
Which keeps me coming rain
Was here to take apart the band

That dimension was about to require
There the information loves
The episodic ultimate friar
Was to get the doves

From making them appear to setting free
Was about to get the glee

Pop Sonnet #7454

This is heavy that was last time
And I know there is about a line
Which severs in the quartered dime
Was about to get all fine


And that is what I worried about yesterday
But now I get to continue through the work
The level of the nuanced play
Which comes into the clerk

Was about to be as solid as a train
Which makes a point to come back
And that was where you came to gain
Was about longing stack

And the wave of demonstration was a point I realized
That is why I get there incised

Pop Sonnet #7455

And everything I just read
Leads me to believe in patterns
Which random can be lead
Into the planet Saturn

Which is about as good as any were
And that is why I feel a little out
There could be decisions that occur
Which lead to the path of doubt

And anytime I suddenly feel like a fool
There is a situation preparing for more
There I have seen the familiar cool
Was right outside the door

And that will build upon the vertical reach
There could be someone else to teach

Pop Sonnet #7456

When goliath split beside the park
There were alliances sound
Was here already beyond the stark
Information gaining ground

Was about as short as could suddenly get long
Was the retractable effort
Already knew they had come quite wrong
Through the forest fort

And the way to get lost in the island
Where the crispness levels quiet
There could be a similar demand
And leave me in the diet

Was all I asked for you to get good
There is a plan to be understood

Pop Sonnet #7457

That takes a push for sure and will
There I can look into oil
Was the sheer rescue of drill
And kept me in the boil

Was managing to realign the sphere
That took the lesson beyond the maximum
Was an exhaustive infinite year
There could be a new tin drum

Beside the range that keeps the cube
To be the rule among the land
Was here to get the tube
For what you can do to hand

The tomorrow that I see in you
Was all that I could make too

Pop Sonnet #7458

Which turns out to be a lot more than expected
Was down a road where no one goes back
And that is what keeps me directed
And that is already the mistake of lack

That kept me going down the trail
With the daily dose nearly done
And behind the falling veil
They have number one

The excitement has come in again
Where desperate functions greet
The ultimate type of new sin
Was the way you loved the street

Was lost among the twists and turns
Never realizing what gets burned

Pop Sonnet #7459

Now I get one last dance before close
The songs were finally warned
That what was in the desert rose
Was here to take the born

Into a shelter far away across the ocean
Was already forced to walk
The ultimate stop motion
That all of us could talk

And the delegate so sudden
Came with gilded hand
Where after what was flooding
Was all that was left of dry land

Was about to inspire a longer evening
Than anyone that could stop with a string