Pop Sonnet #5370

That reckons with a higher sort
The rising of the last
Will have frequented report
The chain in which it cast

And here above the innocent
The row beyond the reef
And when there is a logic spent
There are always sheep

In the midst of courage bold
The racking of the coins
That were handed down in old
Days when they all join

And here we go into the forest year
Where things are good around here

Pop Sonnet #5371

And if the emptiness agrees
With foliage in the stock
Where empty lies for all the seas
Were falling in the lock

Where I could take a situation
Set into motion stakes
Where I could have abbreviations
For the next luck rake

And here was the only set up true
Belonging to a clock maker
That was toying with the crew
And feeling as though the baker

Was already there to get your order soon
That is why I had to mention the moon

Pop Sonnet #5372

It seems so far away from the end
That sometimes I get afraid
Because the remainder question friend
Was already this swayed

By the magic of a light in a candle
So grab me by the reigns
And plug me into your handle
Where the time pushes what drains

And in the momentary glance
The chances still remain
Where if I could partake at last
There was spelling fame

With a look so fortunate that nothing melted
I was already about to help it

Pop Sonnet #5373

And in the pretenses fall apart to game with all the warmer
Had to choke an essential theory before it rose
Into power had the very temperature corner
That always asks again if anything ever closes

That was why I sometimes wonder
Who really has the most
And how much was written under
The movement leads me to the ghost

And if you ever had a problem
With my naming care
That was situational hobbling
To the easy chair

That protects all day and night so you
Can have an entire thesaurus near too

Pop Sonnet #5374

So if you were all at the hand
Where I can reach for skills
That were about to really land
Somewhere upon the hills

And if this does not rise to you
A feeling you are there
But had to keep a thing or two
Flying through the air

And when the juggler launches map
The program we await
Before the reckless lap
And wherever the plate

Was asking for enormous tips originally in the realm
Time I think for someone to take the helm

Pop Sonnet #5375

This is positively writing clues
About the life and death of man
And when you know the certain hues
You will take it as you can

Because for now I have locked up
The stories pushing float
That were always looking at the cup
That pours out on your coat

That it was still the Summer
Was evident around this ship
Because I learn the number
Of the single slip

That treads through lightly in the heat
Where companies are sure to meet

Pop Sonnet #5376

So you look at it up close
The object for the buyer wields
That assurance that some were over dosed
That was the way to the fields

Where you were walking along the path
And suddenly derailed
Into the next up barrage of math
That I do when impaled

By a sting so prominent
That faith occurs in step
That was already the way bent
And hurried for the kept

Were already among the throng of norms in all you preach
That is the epic plan you have to kick back and teach

Pop Sonnet #5377

That is the double had to mention
Because it takes eleven as usual
That is spiritual decisions
To keep all the fruitful

Days among the arbitrary knocks
Where you could feel the same
All beside the day we flock
And here by which they name

And that seems like the time is short
Because you see the number spending
The very time you open up to sort
The very same thing ending

Because if you can make it through you can do anything
That is the last time I ask anyone whether they could sing

Pop Sonnet #5378

That is kind of a broken verse
For the courage seems to heat up
The very next slam in the curse
Where the company erupts

And if I finish before the train
Arrives in the station like the first
Movie ever made insane
The next few were rehearsed

And when you ask me why I live
Among the people that take care
There are fruits that we can give
When flying through the air

So at the end of the day you get to see it push over
That is the way to burn and smoke a clover

Pop Sonnet #5379

There are many facts to gain
But without them I go back
To the properly supered train
That was waiting in the black

Where the rifles pointed out in lines
Forcing people to do things clear
There was a certain wall behind
The situation here

That was just placing you up first
The enormous rabble uses
The mystification of the worst
And you could just go cruises

Which was not the tense I was looking for
But rules are meant to break some more