Pop Sonnet #7460

Which turns into dust before the clearing sway
The direction that leans before sand
Which makes the must a total person stay
Was to be inside of the hand

And I was pressing into the ship
Before the tides stretched into aim
Was here to see the skip
And was already the one to blame

And I was going to see you turn
Which was a mortar solid
In case of the heavy day to burn
Was inside of the hollowed

The road into the good land before we make the switch
Once in awhile you will learn to ditch

Pop Sonnet #7461

And if anyone approaches the head
Where brothers simply make
The land of living where to see the lead
Was here inside of the take

Was freaking out when running square
There is a maker so overwhelmed
Which could place me in the lair
Was here to become helmed

In the mixes I granted before the approach
Was not really ready for the stop
But whatever landed us coach
And make me want to get to the top

Unless I am descending but it is hard to judge
One way or the other I will not budge

Pop Sonnet #7462

And once I get to the crossing
There was a bridge built sturdy
Was someone that could be tossing
Was already so wordy

And I want to place a large estate
Next to your placard so wound
There you could become late
When no complaints were found

And that is what I had to leave
Where you could be upscale
And was about a movie weave
The broadest level tale

Was in the golden ticket group
And I am still in the loop

Pop Sonnet #7463

Once in awhile I try on the clock
Which sets before weather shines
When the sun is in the dock
Where the words are like signs

And that is where I take the motion ahead
So long before anywhere near
Was going to be along with them instead
Was already one to be here

That mistake never played back
So reach into warmth untold
There is a decision that will lack
Was already going to be cold

And that is why I run low sometimes
When anyone fits the mode rhymes

Pop Sonnet #7464

And this makes me understand completely
What it is like to work on a road
That stretches into a place so sweetly
Was the show that could be code

And that is why I have to hang
The handle rushes fate
Was here to be already sprang
And was the way to wait

Was already the halfway point
In the middle of the text
Was here to get upon a joint
The level that you wrecked

Was here to change inside the pot
Nothing more than I have got

Pop Sonnet #7465

And if you had that savage plant
That game that never worked
Glad to know that it was just a rant
Nothing else had perked

With a definite example of the age in paradigms
Was certain for a climb essential
Was here already in the dimes
Where you knew that was exponential

To be beside the flowing gate where meeting was important
There was a river to gain the block
Was about as sudden as the haunt
Which could have made a talk

Be longer than the ship outside running away
To hear that there was a place on the road to stay

Pop Sonnet #7466

That is why I doubled back
Because there was nothing more ahead
When living on the longest track
Was here to end up lead

And never making a stranger fate
Was about as walled up as a gear
Happened again when you create
Was always the next year

But in the day of the movement I explain
Where keeping was the late
Was here to share the brain
And kept us going to wait

There is a miniature example of the reed
And something tells me I must need

Pop Sonnet #7467

Even though I had shut out
The principle of guideline direct
Was in the second roll of doubt
Was going to elect

The decision such a curse to blame
Was left inside the rush
Was here to see a new name
Coming back to crush

The permanent delivers in the heat forcing
Was about as golden as a tide
Was about the drag coursing
And gone before the ride

Next to the demonstration leveled shape
Was the administration tape

Pop Sonnet #7468

And that looks exactly like a promise
Which I had to hold entire times
Was here to be even less
Than what can make the kinds

Of what you knew could belong steady
There in the midst of the rack
Where nothing seems distant and ready
For the going on in back

There I could see you settle through
The eternity which comes to you
And asks us to tell a tale or two
And breaking the rank with all brand new

Come up to see me at the end of the writing spree
You could be the one for me

Pop Sonnet #7469

And I will wonder solid why this has changed a bit
When I get to the bottom of the court
There is air all inside of it
But nothing was in the report

There I could see you banging opposite
The rest of what gets made
And shape in the living writ
Everywhere you played

That was about to get me back again
And I was lost in the travel door
Was headed to the remake to begin
The weapon on the floor

Nothing is safer than where I am at
Because I have made an interesting stat