Pop Sonnet #7260

All in being to the drive extent in fading lost
Where sympathy returns to gain the sect
There could be a knowledge of what is getting the cost
So ideal for all of the elect

When you can push into the horn
And read for nights on end
Which comes to be all total worn
The shoelace that will bend

Before the triumph in the bag
The last of us are felt
Which could now be the other tag
And wonder now for Celts

That share the blood of warriors deep
Make me go for the whole leap

Pop Sonnet #7261

Which has some meaning but was meant
As a word flow to entertain
There you keep me going spent
The day was hailing rain

And when you see the perfect track
Near guides in former clues
Was here already going back
And that was what was due

There in the perpetual climb
The field was demonstrating
Boldness in the offered time
The cursor is awaiting

And when you get down to smaller quotes
I would appear to have your votes

Pop Sonnet #7262

Throwing me back into separate rank
The feeling that I disappeared
What for visions do I thank
When you have had the weird

Type of dream that was untrue in reality
There are dreams that contain truth
But here you cannot believe what you see
Once in awhile they come through

And correct what is different about this
The next encouragement you love
Was here to gain into the list
Was shining like a newly made glove

Where I could take a retrospective turn it upside down
There is a point where I could go and ultimately clown

Pop Sonnet #7263

And every time I get back to the edge
The worry seems to rest there
Was going everywhere to wedge
The permanent open chair

Which for us is a call to invite
There beyond the still frame
And was a cursor in the night
Which kept me in the game

And knowing that I had to share
The dying remnants never fully perish
When looking forward to what is there
Want to have to cherish

Everything that we have and all that is faint
There beside the other paint

Pop Sonnet #7264

And shorter than usual early on a Sunday
The blinking lights come back to show
The way we are episodic one day
And to want to always glow

Never make a purpose close
The darkness files making
The charges have now froze
And was a purpose shaking

And even if you had to wait again
For if you wanted a short and looked
About where everyone can win
When writing in the book

And after what is said and done
There is no longer anyone

Pop Sonnet #7265

And play for me a risk inflate
The duchess was a guest
There to see what happened to weight
And here beyond the rest

There is a dream that cannot work along
With the ones that I have to respect
There could be a knowing song
And what is here to inspect

There you see the only spot
To take in take so real
There when others will have fought
For what kind of perfect deal

When you get back to me to save
There beyond the faster stave

Pop Sonnet #7266

There is nothing wrong with being back
To a number you have not remembered
But awhile ago everything would attack
And be so former centered

With holes along with super love
There is a position falling
Which makes me think of what above
Is now beyond the calling

And even if I was asleep
The advantages of certain dreams
There is a message for the sheep
That was about to lean

Into the understanding that was not my own
You have been right there for me happening to clone

Pop Sonnet #7267

So if you were just looking out
Please consider more
The company has talked about
Leaving a propped door

Which guides me to the energy
The laughter in the wash
There was about as much to see
As courage coming lost

There when people take the writings
And show the evidence
There can be a world of sightings
Which was at the fence

And everywhere I go to be a better person there
I do not realize that I have not gone anywhere

Pop Sonnet #7268

In a minute I will press upon the dire sand
The man that lives among the closest trail
Was here beyond the records hand
And once in awhile to compel

To reassure the next few lines
That they will come to pass
Was intricate in all fines
The corner in the grass

Where knowing that the problem lies
In deeper frame of reasoning solid states
There is a knowing of the cries
And reaching out to fate

Because all can be erased and real at the same time
I am glad I know that nothing is unchangeable in design

Pop Sonnet #7269

And after you look into the wheel
The best I could do to turn
Was to get the whole full feel
Of the thumbs that burn

Due to pipes being so formed
The complete in time to average
Was here in cycles always reborn
And was the raising baggage

The money that it takes to get there
And the lesser choice returns
Want to be the proudest stare
And leave me when she earns

The right to see the man that was to be a part
There beyond the looking is a candle made like art