Pop Sonnet #6100

Take the chance to stick around
I will love the reading
That was sticking into sound
That came when you were seeding

The fruit that does not stake a plant
Before the tide is holding
And when life begins to enchant
The proper fold is folding

And went to mercy graves in sleep
The counter weight adjusting
Where you could be there to weep
Before the nightmare busting

And when you went on for a style
There was a badge for the end of the mile

Pop Sonnet #6101

And I would guess an average turn
The amount when felt on traps
And went along to quiet burn
The staring at the laps

Which made me think you were to run
About to turn the shade
The objectification of the sun
The missing type has played

When you drive on to see the shape
The rest will be enmeshed
Where the ultimate mix tape
Was lost in all the fresh

Of when you look to me to matter
I will take you up the ladder

Pop Sonnet #6102

When you guess the dreamer sign
The making of the plied
Will take a level to refine
The next whisper now retried

To honor codes and redeem the walk
Where comfort was to change
And end up in the story block
That time we had was strange

And complicate the message worn
The appearance in the sled
Will be here when your number scorn
The making of the bed

That was operating all the while
Had to really make you smile

Pop Sonnet #6103

That will take me to a paper most of time in guarding
The very operative gain to ride
And went on to be in carding
Where we were going fried

To the event that came about
When erasing was the plan
And whenever you run out
The timing is the sand

And you turn into a fount
To catch a falling star
And this time you will make it count
Unless you travel far

And that is why the spectacle erases the new flow
Wherever you meet purposes that really seem to grow

Pop Sonnet #6104

And that will guess the anger shows
Because a fallen headroom
Was to make this blow
Before the disagreement comes to loom

Before the head I feel your pain
And elect a price to live
The object to defeat the train
Was here to motion give

And respect management for life
The selfishness but worries
The way we can experience strife
From little things that flurry

And if the only question leaps
The fact is that the pain still creeps

Pop Sonnet #6105

And when you drag the faction into
The world is crushed upside down
The turn that you had taken to
Was questioning the town

When you were from a distant place
The story seems to change
And when you return the case
The impetus will range

And I cannot spend every second
With you involved at least
For a mirror times the wreckage
To tie into streets

And take the chance to stay right where
I can see your absent stare

Pop Sonnet #6106

The idea is that we press on through
The caverns in the youth
That had to take the whole thing to
A simpler wave of truth

That was encouraged all will fail
That try to make the courage ripe
Come in place when we found hell
Right before the type

And when you look at me to wait
The way we waited for
The simpler known enjoy what late
The hold upon the door

And now you see you cannot get
Everything you want to fit

Pop Sonnet #6107

When you measured time right now
It felt the passing hours
Were about to live allow
With waiting for the power

And that is why I cannot make
The operation smooth
The fervor that will be the take
And offer you to sooth

The plan I had was shot to bits
But I can be spontaneous still
To see if I can handle it
And wait for ideas nil

The illustration in my head
Was leading me where I was lead

Pop Sonnet #6108

After a bit of time it seems
That really nothing changes
Except the words that wrapped in dreams
Seem somehow really strange

That we can warp to a higher level by
The fruits of constance
And look into the hurtful cry
Because we share the penance

Of a time that we were pressed into the room
That held onto the mixer
Where evidently time will loom
Before the motion licks her

That we were operating fine
Unless somehow we broke the line

Pop Sonnet #6109

What will fit inside the room
That notion of destruction
Where someone came to be the boom
Upon a noticed suction

That planned to vacuum but will stall
And you can harden rank
The further that you run into all
Will be the question thanked

And after time I will feel
Another wake gone by
The mystery to soon reveal
That makes us want to fly

And I would go a mile before I was lost in caves
The letter that was written will return into the graves