Pop Sonnet #1110

Early to remember about the night
That candy was taken to the roar
Of a wind that brought back sight
Had enough awhile for more

When planning blades come suffering
Children laugh at different games
And the time it all takes for buffering
Where you have to place your aims

A grill that offends savagely
Approaching the mouth now
When she looks to ravage she
Often makes the row

Worth binging into on a mast
Binging just to make it last

Pop Sonnet #1111

Even up the use of barns
In the gullible style
Of traveling to the old darns
After seeing the smile

And I forgot what insults are
When given to the face
Unless you get kicked out of the car
And you will always feel the space

That all kinds of ways
Went to the cross with crime
Hope that all could be the stays
Float your latest dime

And just forgive the small mistake
Without feeling that is fake

Pop Sonnet #1112

Showing off for fear of toxin
Waves floating my way
They just might want to be boxing
Upon a perfect day

When isolation freezes frames
The taken from the heap
Of clothes that appear in shames
The trail is very steep

Wonder why the bug is here
To take a certain goal
And live around the simple rear
Of the shapeless stole

A treasure of treasures that comes in dice
At least familiarity broke the guise

Pop Sonnet #1113

Choose again from the stack
The tiny pressure point check
However you may feel you lack
And days go by on deck

Before the pale comes washing on
The appearance of the grail
Until one day you find she is gone
And cannot find the trail

Once in awhile I break a rule
And nothing seems to happen at all
Maybe what I learned in school
Is dizzy for the stall

Of pressure cooker on a timer in a pan
Maybe someone else should go back to the man

Pop Sonnet #1114

At least the number sequence
Is not bent all out of shape
It starts with a load of frequents
That return to the cape

Located at a getaway isle
Beside the water still
You can walk for quite a mile
And take up in the deal

Once in awhile to just cut back
And take the burden down
What you need is what you lack
So dabble with the crown

That comforts you in ways that you will eventually convince
Maybe without the slightest bit of evidence

Pop Sonnet #1115

So in common proper charge
Gained for commerce week
Wheels will make the cadence large
Never cared how much you speak

And divide up the spoils
Lost your launch
In the way she broils
Full of the staunch

After awhile the ministry comes back
And returns a message for saved
To remember to stay on track
However you decide to get paved

Over the road that needs a change
But not too often to blow the range

Pop Sonnet #1116

Make confusion battery
A principle erased
Get used to joy in flattery
And carry back the waste

That burls over the side of melting
In a flagon calf
Without giant hail balls pelting
The dotted other half

That samples forward into shore
Monkey when you are wet
Make time to pray for the poor
And cutting off the net

Of carry dice upon the watch
You just went up a whole new notch

Pop Sonnet #1117

Weapons and armor behind the lock
But you will not break in
Always chasing mad the clock
The lessons service the been

Involved ever so regular exploit
Lost another scratch
And address quite adroit
The undoing of that latch

Makes for wonders in a bowl
Of the dreamers carafe
When you feel the droplets roll
Under face you laugh

And can't remember all the blacking out that had to appear
When no one was looking you ate more than just a year

Pop Sonnet #1118

Knowing that the roundabout
Was flooding the whole plot
Sending your best power scout
And taking the I to dot

When feeling lengths of words games
There is a morrow in the push
And stop to remember what makes dames
An average place of shush

To keep the pace working all the day
The ignorance I've slept
On a wheel that creates the ray
Into most to have kept

A droplet of tears that cause a launch
And with tobacco you will find staunch

Pop Sonnet #1119

Not sure what I did to make him ask
What questions were still coming
And take the most of exciting cask
Of stage work in the bumming

With a mannerism notice
The way we stand in line
Something was the roast less
Another melt of the fine

And not that I get asked a lot
But I guess I'm not offended
So if you need to know I'm not
The one with those that bended

Count me in anyway though
After awhile I will be slow