Pop Sonnet #5710

When all the tales were mixed about
And instead of unraveling we wait
For the greater of the route
That came about quite late

And when you surf along the water's edge
The best feeling is when you made
A form of waiting for her new pledge
And already went played

Unless they were running out of clues
And showed me a new freight
When you had a bit of overdue
The time we encourage the bait

And walked into a total part of stairs
Knowing that many of us care

Pop Sonnet #5711

So you can push me into the next
Where I would position frequently
And wonder where I find the text
Involved with all things sequentially

And if you knew what I must share
The forceful entry into the stable
And feel out of all of air
Knowing we were ready at the table

There is a mental power so large
That whatever challenges is in defeat
Where things will certainly take charge
And left to wander through the street

And never knew if anyone made stops
There we have the standup chops

Pop Sonnet #5712

That really when the problem turns
To dust and scatters through the fall
There was encouragement in burns
That took apart the stall

And placated resonating words so planned
And when we slip up in the storm
There was a motion waved upon the spanned
That came through whenever warm

And the days are turning darker
The level is to drop far
And leagues of symphonies to starker
Punishment to go all star

And make for me a place to fit
I would see you if you would sit

Pop Sonnet #5713

The illustration was to admire a chief
The voice of the knowing slave
There is a permanent place of grief
And knowing all around the wave

There was a circus mentioned when
Looking down the alley deep
That loomed about to see a friend
And return to the gentle sleep

And knowing that the keys were dirty
Never wanted to give up on work
There are women that get flirty
And knowing I became a jerk

The minute someone questioned here
I could look above them near

Pop Sonnet #5714

My heart rate is stumped again
Below the level of shine
And knowing exactly been
The level of the brine

That showed to us the mutant feelings
And looked around the closet bare
That was involved in the dealings
And knowing when to stare

At the grindstone that will sharpen soon
Look at the charge they left
When knowing all about the channel tune
And giving me to heft

And here we have a level clear
The voices that will lead you here

Pop Sonnet #5715

When total concentration waits
And when there is an escape
There we have the maximum late
Already went into a tape

That was practicing for gold
The ship that passed by
And looking for a total hold
That could make you cry

And when we live on in the trust
The very best was shipping on
The very cold type of bust
That leaves you traveling long

When you settled the score that one last time
There was nothing harmful in your crime

Pop Sonnet #5716

To change the history of saints
And knowing that revision clears
There was a multicolored paint
And mix it with the fears

And to get to the structure deal
There we had the plan
When looking for the feel
There we understand

And when the righteous plunder
There was an alarm for bright
That kept us all there under
The ground without a light

And that is why I continue to scrap
The level was dropped into your lap

Pop Sonnet #5717

And here we see the position life brings
Where nothing can shout much louder
And went to be the one that stings
In case you had the powder

That went into a positive lesson from
The most I have ever witnessed here
That could be the only drum
Poisoning the most of us near

The lake when we found trees
And there was a bit of nature left
That we had not taken please
And knowing there was heft

In the climb before the drop
I will see you at the top

Pop Sonnet #5718

Already allowing presence to file
The looming of the certain prize
And to know you are gone awhile
All the time you sized

That would take me all the way down
And less and less will flood
The circumstance is now in town
And played along the blood

That was about to sharpen here
And not sure what to do
Unless you get into the fear
That we were going to

And now I see that position links
While we were sipping on our drinks

Pop Sonnet #5719

So to be in a good position now
That will take years to explain
Unless someone moved into the plow
That was separating the grain

Unless we have a shred of hope
We will buckle and go under
See you all beyond the scope
Of days when I do wonder

At the most of the practice before
The actual length of the hiding
Place was getting to implore
That what had been there guiding

The antechamber filled with coats
And there we see the monster notes