Pop Sonnet #5990

Turn the clock in one revolution
That will mix with the women
Of the difference in solution
That kept us turning in

To feelings of a holy cross
That washed away my sins
And hopefully the haunted loss
Was here when things get lens

That was for whatever practice I had hoped
For things to share in a visible puzzle
That kept open the roped
And added to the muzzle

That quenched the flame of eternal youth
Which here we grant a law to soothe

Pop Sonnet #5991

And really it has been a ride
From there to here and more to come still
To gain a lap of grammar pride
And go on as far as I will

Before I realize there is so much profundity
Packed in a line of verse
That I will love the worth and validity
Of the broken curse

Beyond the level of feared mortals
That literarily disperse the canon
And opening the portals
To a whole new dimension

That found for me a ferocious seat
The one that kept us all in heat

Pop Sonnet #5992

And now I look upon your faint
As though it had added a trick
And when courage wears the paint
To close around when picked

And I never stand to reason when
The thoughts are residing outside
And going to the new wave ten
That could have many more to guide

The curse was wisdom in the tank
Never boarding the mutinous ship
That flask was stored up at the bank
And once in awhile I still trip

From flashbacks that appear so real
When you take upon the wheel

Pop Sonnet #5993

From here I can tell that there will be discs
So many that it will fill the dresser
Like the tobacco that falls to the risks
Of whatever you have done to impress her

That she comes around a lot to see
If you are ready for the night
And report the whole vision just to me
So I have more to write

Because the creativity is flowing like it should
And I have not stopped for days
The reckoning was always good
Because of how many ways

Were turned into philosophy before the time was rocked
And then you knew they were about to be flocked

Pop Sonnet #5994

Only half and it seems so far
Into the morning that stalls
So you can worship the car
That never seems involved

This is just a take of position among the writer kind
That travel into mirrors to freeze
The world is on a permanent rewind
And once in awhile with ease

The sanction comes to prostrate sell
Maybe in awhile you can check
I can never figure out the start of the well
That left us near the deck

And that is why I have to go on until
The final spinning ceases on the wheel

Pop Sonnet #5995

So now I record the line in harder steeps
The question for a puzzle to release
The must have sold was out of leaps
And the world was suddenly at peace

All around the globe and everywhere
Wars had ended completely
To fixate on the new day rare
Was to be as sweetly

Enraptured in the items that were here
And no one could seem to soar
Into the raging chemical fear
That was replenishing the core

When you look upon me to complete this daily task
I was wondering if you knew how far the comfort asked

Pop Sonnet #5996

This is still so early yet it is hard to even tell
Where things will go from here for certain
I have a question that can wait for hell
Because once in awhile I am hurting

Which is why I never push the light
After receiving my forgiveness quick
From the Lord that keeps me right
Away from acting out the sick

That was about to take my mind
And level it to the ground
Which sour was the ultimate grind
And you will dance around

That is why I look for you everywhere
So that you are not the only prayer

Pop Sonnet #5997

And now you look upon the quest
As though it was a new afforded
The trick to getting right near the chest
Is to look at how rewarded

The company that quickens pace
Is about to get the triple
When you see the whole new face
Of where the quarter simple

Was about to level up
And that is all encouraged
Because the stage of the gold cup
Was Parsifal in Europe

That thing that I could never live
When money takes what I can give

Pop Sonnet #5998

That means I am simply out of funds
But poetry is almost free
Just time machines to all go runs
To the past and future see

That will add up before you rest
And here I have a color change
To be one of the last of the best
That was about my range

The fact that I have written more
Than the scope of writers' courses
That kept the question in the lore
Next time they try divorces

And here we lead into the last
Until tomorrow has already passed

Pop Sonnet #5999

So here we are at a turning point again
A couple of years and should be longer
But I think this year I win
The writing of the song her

Hair looks great and her outfit tight
The company she adds is perfect for me
And I would go out with her every night
To just belong with a friend already

And so we walk into the hallway
Where we chock up another thousand
And that is where I could remember to pray
For when I get more than I had arousing

The next time we meet the number will be six
And that is really the level when I start to mix