Pop Sonnet #7380

Which takes a logic to turn into
The above limit so saturated
And the prose that takes a new
Believer into the fated

The nurtured longing press to clear
Where you may know of order
And to reprimand the tear
Was about to look at the recorder

Which for me was already sold
That which takes the score
Maybe there was a prolonged gold
That could have been the roar

Which already leveled into kindness
And that is what comes with blindness

Pop Sonnet #7381

There is a position I had to remain involved with
And when you know exactly why the reckoning
Was occurring in simple patterns that lift
Into the morning we were beckoning

The presence of the coin is finer than any
When you look into the noise so high
Was about to bring back someone too many
And kept me knowing why

The course of makeshift progress to believe in what they sent
There are lines that linger on the page
Where there is a boost into the very glint
Of a sun ray on metal from a cage

There you see what I knew was tomorrow
Once in awhile they will come with sorrow

Pop Sonnet #7382

So fitting that I would have pressed in to melt
Which channeled horizon so deft
Was practical whatever cards were dealt
And was all that they knew to be left

When you bring the words to the empty new text
Finding out everyone has a certain episode lacking
Where someone came through the very next
And whatever you think could be backing

Where I had to get there passing the coil
There in the path was firmly presented
Where someone lingered with your oil
And was already positioned to hinted

The various types of praise that comes about
Which means for me the portal route

Pop Sonnet #7383

In time you will see the greatness here
Which is already going to flash
The beauty when you get the fear
The perfect dusty ash

That was a clock to bring the skip
And you knew where to be
The dissipation of the grip
Enchanted by the sea

There you have to look around at places
The way they seem familiar as well
Was here to belong to faces
Was a certain way to sell

And you may have the whole thing beat
Finding out who is in the street

Pop Sonnet #7384

Whatever doubts you mat have had to this house
Was a mistake double timed return
Was here to take a single blouse
And multiply what is earned

So simply ask me just to stay
I would learn the recipe so important now
Was here to keep me all the way
Involved with what you plow

To certainty we scream her name
And ask for new gentle displacement
There the idea was the same
And that is quite abasement

Or was the play on words too much
Do you have the golden touch

Pop Sonnet #7385

Take from me the distance of
The forces in the link
Was crying for the new found love
Was there to catch a blink

And that is why I settled for
The philosophy you had written
Was beyond the hope in store
There to be just smitten

By the longing to be back
And pressed into the jungle sack
Was about into the corner attack
When you knew that the perfect stack

Was all I could have melted down
Could you try for me the crown

Pop Sonnet #7386

And if I linger on there will be more to watch
And if the step was bringing the plank
Was here to be among the botch
There you could see what sank

Into the melding limit the presence changes
When you get into what gets you there
And that is all the passing ranges
Which was the damage in the air

That could have torn the environment apart
But we will get a grip on the problem
When you look back at the start
There I see the entire emblem

Which for me is enough to get there too
Which for logic is a bit brand new

Pop Sonnet #7387

And if I hit the exact number on the head
That would be a disco party
Because I knew what lingered instead
And ate like a going was too hearty

There in the simple love I will rename
The voices that turn into cover
Which keeps me all around the frame
Was about the new lover

And if you needed to take a new direction
Was about where I needed to be
Was looking into the turn of the selection
And had about enough of the tree

Which was to be my soul involving renewal
That could have been the duel

Pop Sonnet #7388

When you get the spread complete
There are tickets elapsing forth
There to be the day to greet
Was headed to the North

And that is why I need to slide
Along with the rest of the break
And take a new particle wide
There to limit the bake

That was already kind of small
But had a vision to begin to expand
And that is how I got them all
To infinitely stand

When you need to get across the very day revolves
Whatever you can do to see the world evolve

Pop Sonnet #7389

There is no one in the way
There the bank was dry
And if you get the beyond makings play
The involvement of the cry

Was about to get the best turn I could spring for
There in the midst of the wild longing
There I could hope you were at the door
When someone turns out so prolonging

That rescue from the meter when you revamp
The newest mission from the front
And that is why you are left there to camp
And turn me around into the position want

There is a voice that cracks the top
What would you do before the daily stop