Pop Sonnet #7330

This day is making interesting thoughts
Pour through the opened time
Which insists on trying plots
For whatever you have signed

And that is why I come to you already
When you master equations gentle drive
And been gone there so steady
That can be as alive

And even if you wanted me to go away with you
And that is the question I had launched into
There could be something hidden to do
But when they see us all so blue

There is a position to remind
The glory days you see them signed

Pop Sonnet #7331

And even if the ending writes
A chance remains to find
The current in the dreadful lights
And here to be the kind

When you were laughing at the risk
And things had turned all weird
Was about to take a disc
And become all here cleared

Was all I needed to get down
And was the pump of crest
There below the image town
The day we knew the best

That were to shorten what I wrote
And kept me on the sticky note

Pop Sonnet #7332

But I want to promulgate
And that is why we plan
To want to even formulate
The desire if we can

And knowing that I had to laugh
Before the open street so lined
Was here as though another staff
Was gladly all designed

And I knew I would never make
A permeated raise to blow
The difficulty of the lake
Was that it was below

And I could never taste the flame
When knowing there are ideals the same

Pop Sonnet #7333

Here every so often is that window
Where writing becomes self reflexive
And everything you have to know
Was here to be the one give

Out to all that ask for triple score in flush
There we know the logic trick
That coursed along the rush
With anyone back to see the quick

Speed at which time I knew the fall
Was closing in on miles
There because the day will call
And handing out the smiles


Was all I had to look into
The writing that I wrote for you

Pop Sonnet #7334

That is why we go so far
To see your happiness achieved
And looking into the ultimate bar
Is something I had grieved

About when drinking stopped
And that is not what I had in mind
But what can be the diving shopped
The courage in the blind

Where average meters came to stick
And I was sure to blink
Where lessons came about as thick
As anyone else could drink

But that is why I had the smoke
Coming in through corners broke

Pop Sonnet #7335

And if I can now deliver moments gone
There is a drive for mimicking
Was there entire feeling long
That kept me going gimmicking

That word that I knew would be there
Just had to get to the next
Want to belong to the stare
And that gives me the hexed

Where I could start in fresh recourse
And end up with a plank
There is something in the force
That gives me lowest rank

But even if I could get there
I would plan to get your chair

Pop Sonnet #7336

Name for me the spot too small
And I will open the next book
Was about to get the wall
And simply have a look

Where I could peer in through the cracks
And see what lines up free
There inside the only backs
That you could count on me

When I was in the county spare
And purpose was the boot
There the tie would always fare
To license in the root

And when you look at a word overused
Would you like it all infused

Pop Sonnet #7337

And that is where I simply gave
The level to run on
There when things were happening to save
The ideal that is gone

Which for me makes me wonder if I had given
The time for purity to evoke
The weather is just mostly living
To wonder what you spoke

And that is why I am about to make it there
Even if some other times I have failed
Which is what you can do to share
About the vision bailed

And when you see the gap to fill
I am going on here still

Pop Sonnet #7338

It is a wall that sometimes blocks
But I have been so patient
That the steps to get the locks
Was knowing there is ancient

Timing in the glass where I had hypnotized
And was taking beyond the level
The framework that had surprised
The heaviest of all the devils

That were making there way to the clearing
And to not be seen
Was the ideal type of cheering
Once they made the screen

And that is why I have to sharpen up my head
There are so many things to learn before my bed

Pop Sonnet #7339

Which buffers nicely demonstrate
That local teamwork hang
The time I have to push the gate
To get it when the bell rang

And keep me in this holy line
Where I can copy and paste
There is a perfect new design
So that nothing goes to waste

And that for me is weird as hell
I have mentioned it before
Want to climb back in my shell
And worry that the core

Is about to get me to the goal
Right now there is part of the whole