Pop Sonnet #1060

Running a course for a simple verb
Try to slow down in the race
And sometimes you fall on the curb
How lovely to be born in this place

So no matter where the dare comes
The motion of time drifts passing by
And the voices are all turning dumb
From a the sole maker that wants to fly

And redeemable security posed
Inside an idle of wheels
Socked up the panic exposed
And no one else will try to steal

Encourage the feeling of powers
And wile away all the hours

Pop Sonnet #1061

Right now I am learning to run
The ever so daunting of press
Wish I could be nicer to none
Except all the feeling I guess

Could make for understood laws
Custom to vibrate the phone
And go ahead and feel draws
Under the spiral that groans

For a plan to rewrite the service
And forget about the extra schooling
Whatever does make you so nervous
And at least they are now car pooling

A decision to stay on the word
And ask you to watch the old bird

Pop Sonnet #1062

Drum beat the collage is dear
To find the outer most layer
Of a fine time to be here
Only to consider the prayer

From a lapse of flesh in the broken
An assortment of the failing lung
So gently tears that are spoken
Softly for what could be hung

Along with the circle of rain
That closes in on the cab ride you take
And deals so simply with grain
That liquor of all of the make

A simpler choice to consume fire water
And chase after your daughter

Pop Sonnet #1063

Motion control is my love
Of stealing ships painted black
Don't you dare push or shove
Or take not offense in the shack

To wear a bracelet of conjuring ghosts
And shoot the lightning bolts
Feel fairly heavy about the most
Of the acceptance of cults

That shatter the vision of playing
A ring of a proxy to lie
And stain a ring finger is staying
An each and episode guy

That you thought was more behaving
And counting down to the raving

Pop Sonnet #1064

At least once in awhile it brings
A security post in the heat
And every so often she sings
About what can ever be beat

The end of the day harkens joy
To a darker turn of events
And after the under employ
Of that simple new evidence

That proves everyone has to channel
A personal goal to be saved
And check out the button on flannel
That flew off and became so slaved

Of a future uncertain like we know
And calm down turn over the show

Pop Sonnet #1065

After appearing to some to have status
A fortunate turn of events
Completes that symbolic climb up the lattice
Of where can encourage the rents

So to flee uncertain remains
A catch of lump that runs for the green
And out of the old dire lanes
Of eternity reigning for screen

That was booked together in sequential order
The neighborhood can be rebuilt
To lay all the claim to rewarder
That left you down in the guilt

To make a runaway return home
And to take more interest in the comb

Pop Sonnet #1066

Hero of eternal libation
Comes dancing and singing inside
To bring back the thrill of the nation
And stopping to make twice a bride

Of the people you thought that you knew
And found out that nothing was certain
And to ever remain more than true
To bring down the final days curtain

And linger on a topic while staying
Upon a group decision to make
A day where there is only playing
And to ask again what is at stake

To bring memories of bursting at seams
And to soften the very loud screams

Pop Sonnet #1067

Weakness is heard in the dire
Thrust to bring back all attire
When the mercy sets out the fire
And lost in the jealousy mire

That foe of eternal felt sure
When often the water is pure
To feel you becoming the cure
And asking for one final stir

The impetus raises the bar
And still nothing seems to go far
While racing you all with a bar
That always takes care of my car

That old lie of feeling this way
Has made me feel sometimes okay

Pop Sonnet #1068

When sharpening the apparatus to use
Make sure it apparently hangs
Over sonic of heard pair to choose
The ribbon that constantly bangs

Out the record of blacksmith that hits
The sword on the anvil is burning
And falls out into little bits
Of after all metal is earning

The price of a soldier or knight
That went down the road of hero strength
Always good in a fight
No matter how long the length

But now I look back and I am at peace
To find the constance in the niece

Pop Sonnet #1069

Fall off the dragon you ride
When sharp corners in the sky
Turn to invisible sides
That often make the dragonfly

Turn to shading of colors in specter
The lost art of painting the clouds
And if you cannot win then elect her
Whatever more you say is allowed

After all look what be careful has done
A package of tied down careers
And out of the lingering sun
Will pair off with elegant dears

The more you come back to the problem you saved
Means it will really matter if no one is waved