Pop Sonnet #6270

Seems like I should get a rise
But the council was evil inside
And when I saw through the lies
The rescue was the ride

And when you look at what makes us share
The best you could do is to stay
Because you know I drop the care
From everything that pays

For what she did I do not condone
But I guess I already know
And with a permanent health alone
The object is at least the blow

Which really I cannot focus on if I want to push ahead
Next time that you see from me I will probably have said

Pop Sonnet #6271

Hard to know which qualifier to choose
And whether or not you can manipulate a word
When you trip over the thoughts to use
The varied ends up being what is heard

And I can always reckon you to fight
But you were all so crafty to know
Take advantage of the sight
That you look into the glow

And I am really worried about
The second or third coming
Of the false gods I have doubts
That they were even humming

Because when you look at the remake
There is integrity at stake

Pop Sonnet #6272

And if the shit hits the fan while I am down
I will surface to remain
The episode that you were brown
When you saw through the pain

And there is a poison so remiss
That I had probably owed
There we see the train of bliss
And change here in the road

Because I forget how much I cost
But why all the sudden crime
When I know that you are lost
To treat me like a time

That you had forgotten way back when
The elevator landed in

Pop Sonnet #6273

I guess there is no point in worry
What is done is done already
And you push things all so blurry
To look at the image heady

And she has taken the main piece
I know it was her because
I saw the aftermath at least
And you know you have what does

The only thing I left inside
Was here to break me apart
And if you can make a ride
Whatever you can start

And this may be the best of research
Head into the proper church

Pop Sonnet #6274

Will it blow over without pain
And will they have returned
And where you will go see the drain
To be the one that burned

When you look into the stream
And see the doubt flow by
There is a hopeful later dream
Yet I would really cry

And if you are so poor like me
I will lead you to a clue
That when the lake is ready
To jump before the new

And I will let the ball roll off
There is a laughter when I cough

Pop Sonnet #6275

And you can leave the world behind
And ask you for a dance
Listen to the thoughts of blind
When you take the chance

And I had a new idea that failed
Almost immediately along
The dim light was now impelled
To further guide the strong

And when you lapse into my fate
That was to watch so bold
There we see the Heaven's gate
And wonder what is old

And I saw them hold out the sin
Which for me I can never win

Pop Sonnet #6276

Seems judgmental to cross examine
But I feel the rest
Where the ultimate you have in
Will always be the best

And if she can harm again
The play in time to seek
And to activate the army times ten
Which really was so bleak

That I could not believe it even occurred
And I will not tell you what
Leaving you feeling words
That could have made the cut

But imagery and metaphor only carry so much weight
And if I was proper groomed I would just sit and wait

Pop Sonnet #6277

Almost to the very end of this side
The flip side will be hard
The other time I even tried
Was about as much to guard

And if you pull a fast one I will
Know you were mistaken
Because you had to choke on pills
That were now in the making

And when you look at me to cry
And I saw your old fear
That was already turned with my
Oldest dream is near

When things reveal so led
That the other side is dead

Pop Sonnet #6278

And I have to check all the way through
For ideas you may have latched onto
When you look at the ultimate coup
There is a spread making you

Come to certainty unless there will be
A tiny chip in the beak
That you could see right through what to see
That the hardship was the week

And I already know my day will fail
And that is why I write
Because I will not take the sail
Even back tonight

When you cast mercy on the trip
And left me there without a grip

Pop Sonnet #6279

Really the poetry almost gets lost in the shuffled lines
But I know you can start and stop anywhere
Non linear reading of the times
That came to lay you bear

And that is why I am so behind
Because there are bad choices
Whatever you could have defined
And hearing other noises

The sun comes out to spread the warmth
And without circles fleeing
The fact they will win the fourth
Place in the weirdness being

And if you see me pull some tricks
I will have to get my kicks