Pop Sonnet #6110

The last time I checked the gate
The film was getting snagged
And when you went to develop late
There was the footage tagged

Into a sleep appearing fate
The dance when risk was chained
And held onto the idol hate
Was here to be explained

And that is why I love you more
And want to be together
One more question at the door
When we write with a feather

Dipped in ink and splashing around
Makes me wonder what is found

Pop Sonnet #6111

That is the triple for the week
And I had to draw attention to the curve
Which is sliding on a scale so mystique
Will have to be what you deserve

And renovate the oldest coin in bumps
You will find the least
When offers were without stumps
That was a plan when creased

And that makes no sense at all
But there it is nonetheless
Wanted to discover the call
When you became undressed

And that is why I love to see you in any shape or form
Be with me so that way we can get warm

Pop Sonnet #6112

And if you get tired later
You will have to sit
Below the quiet mind skater
Where you will deal with it

And that is the only try
You lost it all so sudden quenched
And that relies the buy
Which after awhile drenched

The opposition in the hangar full
There was a trip to squeeze
And live among the gold
That was to make you pleased

And that is why I never pushed back
Unless you offered me the slack

Pop Sonnet #6113

Which really to me is a good present
To fish out of the error tank
That was already way too crescent
Which takes me to the bank

And here we see with just a little pressure full
That will push the contradictions clear
Off the table the starting of a null
And void when you reached the tear

And that is why I used that word
Because there is nothing left to run
Along the program what you have heard
And keep it all in fun

As long as you save the game
Create position all the same

Pop Sonnet #6114

Never had to avoid the worst
Unless you brought it on
The four things that I cannot burst
Away with memory gone

That was the only offering
I had to swallow hole
And when the tears will sting
The making of the coal

That was about to leave the stretch
In time you will awake
And that is why I am a wretch
With a holy snake

That is accursed but will pray
I almost fell on him this way

Pop Sonnet #6115

The ticker keeps clicking passing by
And that is really nowhere scale
When you syntactically approach the cry
The modified will impale

The vicious sneak that travels to the center
Was about to look so good
Even in the middle of the Winter
And everyone remains in brood

That was the way you dropped to cry
And let go of the past
That made a tank stop to dry
From rain that choked us fast

And if we send a giant wave to go beyond
There are things I could do that bond

Pop Sonnet #6116

Many times I wonder what any of this means
Where I am going and what the reason is for
There are certainly machines
That alleviate the whore

That crushes me when I was hurting
And that is how she made the waste
Come about when third or alerting
The same way that you taste

And it seems I am getting stuck
But kept on writing through
A longer gaze at any truck
Would buy tomorrow too

That we can somehow get to the bottom
Where are the signs of Autumn

Pop Sonnet #6117

And that is where I take my cue
In respect of the clock
That kept bothering me so due
Comes to make it flock

To the market when unidentifiable qualifiers strike
That made us wonder what to think
And when I clutch onto the mike
There could be a link

To the present mystery of the change
Which I have no idea what occurred
And when you took upon the strange
The moment you endured

And made it through a daily quest
Feeling like I say the rest

Pop Sonnet #6118

That seems quite a height for love to shine
Beyond the grail there is a ledge
To escape from where we find
The moment in the hedge

And wonder if there is a pattern
Except what is obviously there
And keep me going when the Saturn
Kept me in the air

And it would be like a writing competition we will lose
Because the rough and tumblers are refused
And when the pattern breaks you use
To set the car on automatic cruise

Which really seems like I could get
The day begins with my new hit

Pop Sonnet #6119

It may seem as though I questioned
The remote in the sink
Why was it placed upon the best in
To be wild on the rink

When you can understand the situation I have shown
Which knowledge falls apart
And that is about as far out blown
As you stole my heart

So I get to go and have some fun
Where getting to the end of the fear
Is to push a repaired ton
Of where you could revere

The simple thing I have to do
Makes it hard to talk to you