Pop Sonnet #600

Many errors and signs of stress
Make for sudden out of it duress
And sympathy remains for the rest
Of courses in my offered less

Are the times that verses curve up and down
Forcing to run aground
Those familial determinants that spiral round
Nothing is ever completely found

I have seen the way of there have been
Nothing to bring back the powered grin
That felt up sympathy for the chin
Of severed ties that works for ten

More that could group themselves together
And hide until we feel more clever

Pop Sonnet #601

Looking back through faded walls
Understanding fine times he calls
And understood why he stalls
And popularity still enthralls

Just grant me this time away
Without your punishments for the day
Of what still sticks by the way
That falls through empty in the dismay

When we feel tortured by the things we care for
Open up a remote of lore
And know that you are going core
To rebuild friendships to the roar

Of ocean waves that bring about peace
And suffers before the lost niece

Pop Sonnet #602

Why we choose to write about emotions we had
Makes some of us really mad
And maybe time away is sad
For what makes us gravitate to Galahad

A dizzy conclusion for the next
Wander around the solar Plexus
Rework an image of the treks
And revises the logic when energy beckons

Back to the answer for the wall
And throws us back to the mixed doll
Of ragged to the bone for moll
And reminds us to sample stall

When fourteen arrives at the end
Then I've got something here to send

Pop Sonnet #603

Good to stay in all good favor
When the pain hits you in guts
Sign a freaking simple waiver
And realize what clears out the ruts

Of a forced mistake of empty cadavers
That died a million days ago
Finding out it takes a fortress of havers
That create a simpatico

Of agreeing that we rail it on
A music heard wafting by
Simple creation in the dawn
Of straight organized for the try

That stopped when it was written out
Unless a few more is what it is about

Pop Sonnet #604

All my core of inner being urges me onward and out
To carefully remind you of what the song is about
And trust a couple of lost team players in the shout
Make mince meat out of paralytic flavor route

And go ahead and publicize
All the ways that we have words
Of wild days that brought us tries
Of all the things that we have heard

Unless it brings us back to roost
And empty out the record dose
Of that which forges simple boost
Once again if any man should boast

And keep plugging away at what is seen
And empty the days back to the screen

Pop Sonnet #605

So once in awhile, things go wrong
Once in awhile things get brought
To forward motion to be long
Under the action of men been sought

Only leave good messages behind
When the last place that is in find
Keeps you steadily in mind
Dreading the empty for the grind

And simply wants what belongs to all
Feeling only two feet tall
After all that empty pair of stall
And troubles come by force of thrall

In opines of status quo, it would be okay if back there
And make or break the sun goes for the care

Pop Sonnet #606

When the differences of steady gaze
Limits half-life to the west
Of directions pointed at the ways
That empty lessons try the rest

Of examples in and examples out
All of this will some allow
The carapace of excalibur's bout
That simply reminds of shallow

Pools of light and lit up beacons
Finding the mistaken smite
And after the tender bits get leaking
Offer no one to the height

Because if you can do it, I cannot
That is how I keep from rot

Pop Sonnet #607

Half life leads to quest it on
Full of hard days that are gone
Have to pass out on my lawn
And remember for the ways to pawn

A half a dozen priceless things
That I want to be donating
To the place that let me be stealing
Whatever I can give back is the feeling

That I have had for all time sakes
Empty wrecks into the stakes
And wakes us up for all the breaks
That remind us to be out of cakes

And consequences have come to stay
Whatever mixes them up for Clay

Pop Sonnet #608

Why do I always blame others for
The things that I do now adore
And what if we can always yearn for more
Alabaster shoes in Thor's

Dreadful curse that befell us all
Just because I did and did not call
For what is about to store the small
Back to things that shatter dolls

For company is present here
Steal a glance at whilst the year
Wasn't asking her to hear
That you care for things that are steering

For the act that presently
Found the record intensely

Pop Sonnet #609

So maybe it turns out to be the thing that turned out the most
Of all but what difference would it make in case of the ghost
That crept around a cottage in the host
Of a made man that college toast

Unless someone will wind up cool
The sympathy that brought the rule
Of thirds and fourths to picture spool
That hearth was inventive for the wool

That pulls over without a bite
Save it for another night
Light the lantern in the light
And scope you out for a perfect sight

When Bambi's the movie of the month and more
Years will find the comfort for