Pop Sonnet #6940

Which really for me takes a presence related
That could have been suffering for
The ultimate was actuated
And then the ultimate roar

Came flooding in when surprises lift
That courage in the whole default
Where the sympathy returns in a shift
And stops with a great halt

And everywhere I search to live
I keep making mistaken statements
Which leave me here to forgive
Myself for such stupid engagements

That never seem to work out but I like her appearance
Would you have gotten that if it was on clearance

Pop Sonnet #6941

And everywhere I look around
The magic in the air
Which was floating in the pound
And the ultimate would stare

Unless you came aboard the fleet
And looked at my new shirt
There it is the image sweet
That could not be the hurt

Which for me is just one of those things
That I cannot get over too fast
Because everything she sad to kings
Was here in case the past

Was headed to the point that no one could see through
Take up a little courage to be the way renew

Pop Sonnet #6942

So if you cannot dodge the flank
I would suggest an alternative option
Where one could be the thanks
And another tries adoption

Because I know of a holiday to glance
Where should you report in toast
And when the children dance
It is like the only coast

That when I look at value deep
The floral arrangement beckons
And when you get to sleep
There are several seconds

And if you could keep me in the dark for so long
I wonder why it felt like something wrong

Pop Sonnet #6943

I do not care about the climb
But really if you want release
There beneath the guarded slime
There we feel the crease

Which really was not about to land
Into a marsh so thick with bugs
That was the Summer when you stand
And try to give me hugs

And when you know that wild start
I would leave the rest
Where someone came about to dart
And leaves us to the best

And everyone that pushes now
Will let you develop while they plow

Pop Sonnet #6944

I want to thank you all for help
But what seems to be the glitch
When she is knowingly self
And going back to itch

The purpose I will gain from you
Is the way to see the Lord
Was there knowledge going to
The ultimate day was scored

And never when you look to church
To see the light involved
There you see the gaining perch
That someone will evolve

And that is the way to take the clue
I do not want anything bad for you

Pop Sonnet #6945

And really even though you made it
There is so much work to be done
When the radio went and played it
There we join the fun

And purposely settle for the lift
That positively rested in heat
There was an entire metaphorical gift
Unless you bounce the street

And when you search around the web
There is an idea you will see through
The mistaken world will instead
Be wary just of the due

That really when you see the best
Knowing there is sympathy unless

Pop Sonnet #6946

Just pumping out the next in line
There you manage the class
Where the opening divine
Was spreading along the task

Where you could have made a vision
And kept the grid afloat
There you poison the derision
Pick up my dropped coat

Which will make you laugh beyond the risk
Which makes me jump at the mime
Where anyone could pour the disk
And leave you up to time

So pray for me before you go
Sometimes I am a little slow

Pop Sonnet #6947

And launch me into proper Earth
The wave you misrelated
To be along for what it is worth
And going where evaded

The ministry I have come to love
Is where the ideas sting
Which comes from high above
And handed down the thing

Which was about to become real again
And no one wanted to give out
The best you know is the end
Where someone came about

To get me all the way there so
I can see the very last glow

Pop Sonnet #6948

And if you position me to wave
There we see the clock move
That was about to give up save
The way you want to groove

And suddenly right in my throat
I feel that burning desire
To be a part of the note
That smokes all of the fire

That word is used for other reasons
I cannot keep full track
Of where begins the other pleasing
And looked around the back

Where I kept hidden all of my lust
That kept on breaking down the trust

Pop Sonnet #6949

The made up philosophy of restraint

When you were golden always
Was to establish the complaint
And really kept the plays

Going strong for whatever else is gained
That is why I had to lock the cabinet
And granted someone had explained
But I could never get it

And really if there is a way to push it out the door
There is more than I ever wanted
In my arms and related to that more
Wherever you stand fronted

That could have been the direct connection
With the maker’s resurrection