Pop Sonnet #1550

Imagine numbers common law
When together for the sentence
And forever a feeling gnaws
Take anything that feels so dense

At the house that only part is seen
The impression of a guarded
Secret that no one can mean
Unless the way back is carded

By identity that shares a stead
Beneath the wall the spider lurks
Around the middle of my head
Lies a bite so deadly for the works

Of a sanction cross expecting ends
And all you do is call your friends

Pop Sonnet #1551

At the playground of my home
Allow me to feather heal
And fly above the chasten foam
That made for daylight in a wheel

That locked on to supposed enemy
And made for mistakes when all
Was forgotten except who to be
At last when you can fall

Back down the rabbit hole
Bit upon the hands
Don't you tell another soul
What is liking for the glands

That made you what you are today
Even if you still sometimes pray

Pop Sonnet #1552

Creating light will circulate
That which winds the watch
A long time to circumnavigate
That lost ship in the notch

Of wearing flows about the case
And early set a prince
Of actual time to all but trace
The flinch that was a wince

That always looked along the shore
At feeling of the swimmer
That kept the lights of the poor
Until they all looked dimmer

When a final resting place
Has guarded all the last of face

Pop Sonnet #1553

Do we just all cease to be
What can make us worth
More than a fleeting memory
On this forgotten Earth

Will Spring time come again
In time for Autumn now
And if the heat is all but in
Then offer you know how

To cool yourself when far too warm
That complaint against the sun
And remember how small was the dorm
In relation to the fun

The escape to the apartment
When the last was just rent

Pop Sonnet #1554

In the font of water freshly
There is a jump of stale
Searching for the long plea
Of a type of bard's tale

That will illustrate the story long
About a third of what is real
And makes for pillars of the song
Gone back on the deal

That will comfort all the written word
The internet is just the place
To spread the whole that can be heard
Along the tired in the race

Tried to respect the final choice
After length I need your voice

Pop Sonnet #1555

That number match you go for
When time just plain stands still
About the way you chance the gore
When no one else will

Fairly able to shout aloud
The prince of telling souls
And after you clean the shroud
You notice several holes

And match the way you take back
Assortments of the finest play
That suffers down along the sack
Of whatever makes a way

Along the beast of time prevent
Wonder if the movie sent

Pop Sonnet #1556

And you will see the car pull for
A car that is right at your
Side or by your door
And now you except more

To be alive inside the trap
Where diamonds only grow
That lined with doors on the map
Beneath the counter blow

That could have impressed
The listener to the West
Make them at least where a vest
And they will look the very best

Among words that do all fit
Time to relax and just go sit

Pop Sonnet #1557

Already so far down
The pitfall seems to go
As long as they don't drown
Amidst a gamer sew

Of the seed that grows right out
Can the police still break in
And figure everything about
The way the plant will sin

Along a course of dreams that change
Got up early to stay inside
That steal back about the range
Causing you to glide

Along that blissful wind drop
Paralyzed along the stop

Pop Sonnet #1558

As far as the burn directing
They could all be correcting
Until the seat is ejecting
Time will settle for electing

Prisoner is in the back
Got to borrow several tack
Along the feeling of the rack
And wonder if you still lack

For a timing certain sure
That kills along the feeling blur
The very last has got to stir
The complicated covered in fur

That softness that you had to pet
Until that woman wound up wet

Pop Sonnet #1559

Once again you have reached a goal
Along the precipice of a hole
That always wanted just to roll
Beneath the others down the pull

Will cause someone to stop and think
Even if they love the drink
Wanted to make sure to blink
And often the mud will sink

And cover the lost with dirt
Might as well stay on alert
Pardon me for being curt
But I'm afraid you were designed to hurt

Anything and everything that mainly
Loves to kiss outdoors so plainly