Sunday, January 10, 2016

Pop Sonnet #6740

Must have been the way she looked at me
Had to have a figure in the guard
Where the full on ideal that will be
Unless you rock too hard

And fall asleep during the day
It seems the time elapsed
Where I do not know what to say
And knowing someday tapped

The only moment that I blew
The order of separation
Where no one really wanted to
Turn off the consecration

Because I have a knowledge of the rap
That keeps me in this fateful lap

Pop Sonnet #6741

That is really what it is worth
Unless you knew the difference
Where the mistaken common birth
Is left with all the inference

And that is why I knew to drink
But went beyond my level to spare
Where no one could openly think
Unless someone else was there

That could have been the mutant form
The firmer handshake that will occur
When information comes to storm
And reading into the blur

Which for me carries weight beyond the grass
That keeps you here around my ass

Pop Sonnet #6742

And after questioning what it had meant
The properties so valuable in the game
That I could quest to get the lent
Back to the open frame

Where there is poison in your walk
And courage when you hold the fire
There I could not even talk
And went to now expire

There could be someone else to get
There we see the managed spent
The voices that you let
Get put down in there tent

And when you look around the block
There is someone that will talk

Pop Sonnet #6743

How do I know that this will work
Unless I had more time
To be the fancier of jerks
And wondering about the dime

That keeps me going where I am strong
And pushes into work to fly
There the information long
Could have noticed you and I

But I flew so commonly without
The knowledge of my existing
That eventually grew into doubt
Until someone is listing

All the projects that come through the tap
Once in awhile I fall in a trap

Pop Sonnet #6744

Wonder how it even ended up this way
Because I am not sure how
Anyone that runs away
Will only want to allow

And if there are times I will feature
Taking streaks into the court
And knowing there are certain teachers
That label their report

And that is why I fell again
Into the worship cycle fast
The wave that kept me here just in
The common type of past

That was to rate before the launch
That is why I act so staunch

Pop Sonnet #6745

Could have been a member of
The tripped out club that realizes
Once in a while there is love
Which comes as the surprises

So I will push around the seat
The never known conundrum
That was about to be in heat
And knew the one to settle some

Was all the courage I had gained
To part with life so broken
That was involved to take the stain
Apart from what is spoken

And what he does is makes me weep
There the level goes to keep

Pop Sonnet #6746

And right now the twenty days or so
Since I have seen the half
Will belong to where you flow
And had to start to laugh

And that is where you furnish rank
The spawn of where you could be oft
That keeps the special crank
That could be at what knowing soft

That was about to turn around
And kept expecting noises
What was lost is never found
And that is where the choices

Were futile either or determine that your damned
And in the end you will see that you were shammed

Pop Sonnet #6747

There is something I can see
Beyond the vision blurry
The focal point infinity
That got us in the hurry

Unless you realize the play
That kept me all so warm
There I see a brighter day
And level with the norm

That could be rising oh so steep
The left over was responsive
And when to know where to leap
The cursive letter cost to give

And that is nothing like a save
Can you enter the next wave

Pop Sonnet #6748

By the way I had to wonder
What was going on again
To be the ground and be there under
Where someone gets to win

And it will be a fancy thought
To know where time restraint
Was what you had never bought
And filing a complaint

Against whatever talk you had involving
The middle man that came to spend
The purposeful revolving
That was to make us really close friends

And I will leave to find the cure
Unless there was another stir

Pop Sonnet #6749

I will ask you to repeat the best
With dire plans so wrecked
And wonder if you knew the rest
Where someone had respect

For things above and things below
Knowing there is no carving
Of the images that show
In case the people are starving

And I will just correct your shape
Going for the most inside
There we see the worrisome tape
That makes you learn the tide

That if you master you will float
Right by the level of the note


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