Pop Sonnet #5360

Not really sure where the battery went
Lost some really cool footage
And when I count things spent
That was the very fine forage

That sent from within the letters
Where I could not escape
And there had been the betters
That needed the shape

Where I was about a mile ahead
But still anyone could make gain
Along with a filler of good things instead
And went to record the rain

But here a dream that gets so real
Will leave me up to the ultimate zeal

Pop Sonnet #5361

That feeling is exactly what I now drop
The very mistake that fills in the blank
Where you were already alone at the top
And falling upon the fitting tank

Where I could have written about it again
And warned everyone to live as though reading
When the making of the present was in
And now you look back on the bleeding

There is a dice that forces the hand
Right now there is a blend fanning
The desperate revisit the sand
And whatever else you were planning

To make for me about the kill
I already know you will

Pop Sonnet #5362

Turns out the productions are huge
That way we stick with the time
That came to me all imbued
And second place was for the crime

That never related into a fact
Because what was left remained uncertain
Look at what I use for tact
And pull on that hard birthing

That was about to come to life right now
But I had to chase that large number
Where honestly I do not know how
To revise when it has been a bummer

Just to keep inside the fate
That we have discussed of late

Pop Sonnet #5363

After the moment there is a spread
And anything that lands is safe
Where they were finding the bread
And look at me when you chafe

The maximum feel is to spread open
And those dreams of icy waters
Warming up instantaneously coping
That felt me when I asked for hotter

That was about to become real
But that could all go either way
Just to belong next to the deal
That further opened this whole play

And I was down for awhile with a cold
Makes me feel the pains of old

Pop Sonnet #5364

That is the one that returned the break
And started out with position
But if you look at things that make
The very time I could have decisions

About the object swimming
Made for the very cases sent
There I was trimming
Below the new bent

And if you feel that is made by error
There are frames to check through
And if the final note is terror
What could you now do

And if I see a book upside down
To make it already go for the noun

Pop Sonnet #5365

Now the frustration with rigidity
Spells into a richer approach to the thread
That I am swimming to frigidity
About to clear out my old head

That I could not figure out the angled
The rest I will make for a pledge
Seeking out where the animal dangled
And looked over the edge

Not that I take you along with the sport
The very last speech was the best
And here we linger in court
Before the settling handled crest

The last time I asked them for anything at all
Was the reward that starts out the fall

Pop Sonnet #5366

The only double I get for the day
Seems to be like that always
That I could just see you in gray
And double back for the plays

That were made up just for the dodge
And here we take scripts to the bank
That was about what you would lodge
For a girl that was destined to thank

And if there was trouble before
I doubt it is already used
There are ways to the door
And I am not feeling too abused

Because in a way it all will work out
Even if I must wait for the bout

Pop Sonnet #5367

That was what I handled diligently
Effort to enormous peeks of shake
That fired back into the will friendly
After awhile I feel the make

That blundered on writing
About things misunderstood
Even in the very filling
For now nothing is rude

Except the rejection of flying mistakes
Where getting around is uneven
And if you present the very long lakes
That remained in the leaving

That you know once in awhile I am dead
To the reality that lapses instead

Pop Sonnet #5368

This whole project keeps widening
Or should I say it will drink
From the waters of the muse frightening
The way I now will think

And if there is a pan of gold chips
That really were strengthening sequence
The one that already gave the slip
To the amount that had frequent

And here we press on through
The last time I checked
Everything was in glue
And I was just wrecked

Before you think I have it all down
You should go back to the very first gown

Pop Sonnet #5369

That you wore last night when we were together
Could be a delusion so deep
That when I ask for us to just tether
The thoughts were performing in sleep

And if only a bit were true in reality veils
The corporate steaming of Lent
Where we were searching the most of the spells
For whatever magic was spent

Takes a moment for the meter to rise
After all where else would you be
And if you were already the size
That you could take an hour long writerly

And that is about all I can do right here
See you back in the place tomorrow for the gear