Monday, February 15, 2016

Pop Sonnet #7130

If I could see another bridge
As long as where you feel safe
There we forsake the ridge
The running to the waif

The board upon decision skill aplenty
And when you were out advanced
And never disabled twenty
Where the children had all danced

I wonder if you want to leave
When you drop me on the rough
Where you take part of the sleeve
And journey to where it is tough

When you look at me and I give you new answers
Where you could have been by ghost dancers

Pop Sonnet #7131

And it chips away at the core of flow
The circle in the shaping brood
There you wanted already to go
Beyond the secondary hood

Which kept you in the locket
Ordet the film is what I cut in half
Where you could get to the docket
And conclude this is what you have

And when the royal boomerang comes flying
There are stunned giants all over the room
The times that I was about to be trying
You must have handled soon

When you were up and down about the mixture should
The left up decision is understood

Pop Sonnet #7132

And if I take solace in the machine
There is an episode I will release
And want to take a portion of the scene
Next time you find me peace

Where I was about to go
Just so you could see
There is a definite throw
That makes you all so free

That if I could get out of my mistake
I would thrill you for all you are worth
And taller than you want to take
And discovering the Earth

Misery in my accord to strengthen those asleep
Once in awhile she may stop to weep

Pop Sonnet #7133

Calculating the distance spreads
With the slightly over demeanor
And when there are so many threads
You could get involved leaner

There is a source of magic combustion
Where ideals will fly in shards
The most you can get from a concussion
Is going to be far

Away from the day you slept
There was an idea I exchanged
With whatever you had kept
And was already really deranged

That time I feel we are entering soon
The average weight to be at noon

Pop Sonnet #7134

Even today feels a long way off
The ultimate day to return guilt
Let us make this okay scoffs
The anger that she built

When she thinks she can do anything
There is a moisture that flies
Where the moment is sparkling
And caught in a web of lies

This foolishness is beyond my own poisoned mind
That I should be among the deserted scene
Was as far as anyone could place in time
The length is determined in the screen

And that is why I could not wait for new glasses to come
That gets me in the middle of the drum

Pop Sonnet #7135

If you make me want her more
I will decide on my own whether to take back
The very thing I want to score
Is to turn away from this track

There is no way in blooming fast
The courage to start up a tour
And belong where in front of cast
There could be a thing newer

Than the ramp that flies into a hill of ice
That was conquering assurance agreed
There you gaze along the price
Nothing picks up speed

As fast as you wanted before handling
There are waves to be channeling

Pop Sonnet #7136

If you do not want to be with me
Than please take your burden away
Because I never asked in frontal tree
The perfect score you play

For the film in what invited stall
Which is to be the most the words flew
The figure that will crawl
Into the lightning was the blue

The electric waves come screaming by
Which is enough to cause a float
There you could get your reply
And force us into the note

Which is all I ever wanted from knowing
After awhile the research is flowing

Pop Sonnet #7137

In a page or two I will stop the line
By brainstorming over the search
The wave that takes me into kind
The type of super church

And when I run the soundstage now
I adjust with the legacy in amount
There to settle on the plow
Is to stop and only count

Which for me is pleasure I release
The sympathy you bring to shoot
The asking for a certain crease
That was all mental flute

And if I gain upon the ground
There you see the giant pound

Pop Sonnet #7138

If I were about to move the grid
Into a spot that was to shake
The currency never split the bid
And that is enormous to take

The bills of letters shooting stars
There you see the golden channel switch
The movie that is set on Mars
And did pertain to the glitch

Beyond a shadow of a course
There is mutiny nearby
There to spark another force
Stability is in reply

And that is why I shake my head
The abbreviation you used instead

Pop Sonnet #7139

And that is why I look at the cue
And determine everything that seems fair
Was to press upon the next frosty brew
Whatever was the stare

And the sun will blind me if I stay
Right here in the direct beam
Suddenly I know the way
To the Spanish dream

That put to rest the word count high
Encouraging anyone that greets
The thing I know about you and I
Is that we should have shared the sheets

And stuck together before you could
Lose me in the background would

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