Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Pop Sonnet #6760

When Winter rears up and will bite
The conscious book and candle spell
The constant type that overnight
Will wish someone to tell

The sympathy I remain inside
Will crush my spirit trace
When all is down on our pride
The perfect day with lace

The next time you try and pull that trick
Just let me come inside
The way that you have made me sick
By wearing on my pride

Which for me goes both ways still
Once in awhile I think she will

Pop Sonnet #6761

And every note I press I gain relief in pact
There before the idols was spread the ruins
That were about to interact
With mighty goods that luring

Was just as hard for me to realize as anything
And even the Atlas will defend position dry
When you can remain right near the sling
And wonder now just why

There is everything I wanted
Right there but so impossible to gain
To be the number one that hunted
When the animals feel pain

And there is probably a reason to ask
But I have found it a confusing task

Pop Sonnet #6762

That is why you cannot give up at all
When there are moments that seem long
And sometimes shorter made you tall
When there was a giant bong

That stood before the throne to hear
The idea that the brain was trapped
And to crack a frosty brew of beer
Chugging as soon as tapped

When you need chemicals to change the way
We see that what happened is new
And there is nothing to obey
When feeling like I do

And there are legends of the time I was thrown
Into the gutter like a bone

Pop Sonnet #6763

Where am I now below the footage clear
When you may want me to reconcile
With the newly advantaged stage will mirror
The impetus of style

Which is really why the next is crucial
That I pick among langue and parole
There are the scrolling words that for usual
Will keep the heavy goal

Which now I feel that I am flying
By the way it has been two or three
Days since I had fed the dying
When there was bad company

So give me the rest like you can do
And help us to remember you

Pop Sonnet #6764

There is power in the blood my friends
Where you isolate the formula read
There we see the rainbow ends
And goes to floods instead

Where someone may need to stop the clock
Just so they can adjust right
There when we will have to rock
Get me in your sight

Because I am trying to flag you down
There the cabin salutes with haste
There we see the new renown
And whatever went to waste

Before the mind stops looping heavy times
There are so many more ways to line

Pop Sonnet #6765

I am not absolutely sold on the idea
But now I feel as though I am toasted
To be here when there was area
That could have known when boasted

And I will go on for days on end
Which is why my head feels changed
And when you decide to get the bend
To be where all was estranged

From pressure in the fortune looms
And when the characters develop class
There you see that stalking doom
And went to hand it to the past

Before I was about to leave
I had the idea that would grieve

Pop Sonnet #6766

And in that number you see float
There the code is written deep
There the pondering will note
That pressure was to reap

The amount of lives that I could save
Was about as far as you could throw
The heavy burden in the wave
Was about to drop below

And when you look at me to chain
The more I reconcile the slip
There we counteract the lane
Which was giving a nip

Of the bottle before I close down
What have you inside the brown

Pop Sonnet #6767

Finally if I get to go there when you lived
And see for myself the way out of hell
That was what grace will give
Before the bounty dwell

The worried that I get sometimes
Is founded in my thoughts
But when there are ultimate behinds
That keep me coming shot

And when I reversed order to rile
The worst that could happen did
And there is a certain style
That will foreclose when the lid

Starts steaming and pops off
There we needed that long cough

Pop Sonnet #6768

There we see the sequence change
One by one they drop
And when they are out of range
No one sees the top

Because the pages still return
And when you needed the disc
To be where someone will have learned
You cannot take that risk

When you look into the farm
The stars will shudder great
There we see the whole alarm
Coming on so late

When you slept through visions confusing
There were times to be reusing

Pop Sonnet #6769

If I see myself right here
It is a place to start
Because when I see this new year
Giving out my heart

Like the ancient of days
That kept my line afloat
Where the ones that had the rays
Would still have went to note

And when the inspiration comes
But there is doubt due to choice
There we see the ideal hums
And give me back my voice

I want to go on for hours
But there are eternal powers


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