Pop Sonnet #7110

Realize the waking spell
The sleeping in the rest of time
Where making was awaking hell
And worried for the sign

That appeared above my head
And blinked on and off so fast
Was all the days I had them lead
To where you see the last

There is a prophecy unspoken here beyond the grave
There was another type of hurried clue
Where rescue began everywhere for what you have the knave
Was parting to reming you of due

Where someone seemed to slip aside
And take advantage of the tide

Pop Sonnet #7111

Anyway you lent to me
The force was very strong
The object in the opening
Had kept me all along

With objects floating around the room
When eternity seems to rest
But in the mirror there is soon
A company of the best

When you press triple in the score
And look at the number above
There you design me all the more
And take a chance on love

Which is what you meant to do to me
I will see you where I see

Pop Sonnet #7112

There could be a portal underground
To seek upon shreds so agape
There in the day when you heard the sound
And wondered about the old cape

Which was for me about all of a page
When you get the count just adjusted
Going above the very next sage
When corporations get busted

For doing nothing in the pain
There you see mystery taken
Was here in the only train
The firmament always more shaken

And in the pool there is a dream
Beneath the Winter in the scene

Pop Sonnet #7113

And really at this point your steady climb
Was shaken at core to be reached
There when you see the reminded blind
The force was so strong it screeched

Below surfaces of poetry books
That are enormously designing
Where you may have the looks
And belong to fining

The courage that you read to me
Below the surface of grain
Was here already going free
And wound up knowing lanes

Where I had been thrown back to the sea
No one could ever do this for me

Pop Sonnet #7114

So in a hundred more from now
I will be nowhere near
The impetus that keeps me how
I want to see your gear

And there is a theme that ties between
The leopard and the guilt before the build
Was happening all the time in scene
There the golden hand has guilds

In presence where you left the trail
And supervised the shift
There in the midst of hail
There making me get lifted

Where you had hooked below the worth
There is a positive returned Earth

Pop Sonnet #7115

Into positive working shafts
The former makes a guile
Which stands below the laughed
And switch in awhile

And after the half was a worked out type
Of demonstrating whatever ideas came out
There in the newly devised ripe
There is no one that will go without

Because I combine the words and phrases
The chief is in the next four
Because you left me in the cases
Of the really planned store

And when the words come flying by
Caught the demon by and by

Pop Sonnet #7116

There is pointed necks that rest
There below the being
In the community at best
What a dream of seeing

That communicates well with my head
And now that things wear off
And the idea gets instead
Wondering when to cough

Because I had to lean against
The curve was bending when she broke
The messed up anger in the sensed
Was here because she woke

And if you ever wanted me
Why did you never blunted be

Pop Sonnet #7117

And down she goes when digging
The core is now in sight
Because everyday I pick up the rigging
And take from you the light

Which gets me to here in usage blind
There the raven grew
There because you had the signed
Was information new

And there are less words right now
Than I really need to have
What is more I think I can allow
The mercy seat to calves

The way I shed the operated feel
The information that speeds from the seal

Pop Sonnet #7118

And when you press against my chair
There was a compass brighter
Was here to be the only heir
And kept me back the writer

So pull from me the angry call
Was about to surface blind
There before the porter wall
The seal that was all fined

The information you bring back
And whether you can make it
I will sting you with a stack
And be the one to fake it

Because that is why I learn from you
Dare the information to be true

Pop Sonnet #7119

When the weather comes to flow
The storage in the past
Was all the way to knowing flow
The weather will now last

And there are twenty ways to say
Be at the average at least
Was permanently in the way
And made up quite the beast

There the positive erodes
What I had to get the core
And the ever lasting roads
Were sparking even more

She can have whatever she wants
As long as the song remains out front