Pop Sonnet #8000

And in the turn that feels so right
That makes for sliders in the floor
There are mistakes that often might
Come to run throughout the score

Which leads me to understanding of the weight
That keeps us here to lock the rest
Keeps me in the feeling state
Which was already a nest

Coming into write the wave
There are moistened lack when solved
There are more beginning to save
And the position is without them involved

And with all the courage swept
There could be the vision slept

Pop Sonnet #8001

So if you take me to the line
And scare the most of the healing
The corner in the hard divine
Was information when you are sealing

The retrospect that worsens down
Properly to miss the tread of shift
There could be the only sound
Of where you need to gift

The first time that I brought you here
Was to see the forlorn image
Of the master in the steer
The flaw with things that scrimmage

Where I could bet a better beauty road
There are things I have not known

Pop Sonnet #8002

Which really sounds funny when you think about it
Because the best type of last is formed
Was all that could report wit
The course in which you stormed

And no one needs to know right now
What is going on in verses
I have had the worst to allow
The very types of curses

That were shown to me to look
And recitation of the premiere
Was about to force the hook
Where all the gold was here

And that will make me all the use
Of the manger near the spruce

Pop Sonnet #8003

Scattered assortments of real life choice
There are imagined courses of trails
That kept me listening to the voice
When someone else unveils

And that is the trip I handled fluid
Was a course that evaporates in sudden rushes
Where one is made of the druid
That will take advantage of the hushes

That were sealed in feats sublime
There could be the rest of wheels
Working for what keeps the dime
To make the rest of where to deal

And that keeps whatever in the places
There are about a million faces

Pop Sonnet #8004

Which was the rest of where we look
There to be in knowing the same
Was the property built shook
That kept me all the fame

When you were about to be immortal
But had a dance with mystery instead
Which led into the next door portal
The portion that we lead

Was here to be among the faster
And that keeps me going strong
There is a level that will last here
With all that come along

Which really for me is about a hundred
With hope we see you through pulled asunder

Pop Sonnet #8005

It does not form without a price
And leaves me in the echo chamber
There is some other advice
To be right next to gamers

And if you pick up your battle axe
To reckon with the trail wedge
That was about to keep the tax
In the back of where you ledge

There is nothing more to look
The opening next to the council
Was like tripping passing books
The more I get to announce will

The day I had to invite the pass
Was about to look for mass

Pop Sonnet #8006

When you feel the moment clear
There are other types of worlds
That when you know how to rear
Been a part of things to pearl

And when you do not want the friction
But know there is conflict
Of interest in the ways of fiction
There we see the picked

The other types of knowing why
Were not important anymore
The system will never become dry
When you get there to the core

And even in the stuttered gaze
There is someone that can haze

Pop Sonnet #8007

And I know my vision changed
About the time I leapt back

Which keeps me in the total range
Of where you have now facts

That float around the nebula in sport
Was a memory of the way to work
To uphold the other court
And that is why we cork

Which is not something I want to look
But part of me is ready to grow
Which really gets ready for what shook
The finality is about to blow

And I know that I must forgive
If I want the rest to live

Pop Sonnet #8008

Which gets a little serious indeed
But principle in the question formed
Every day to lock the seed
Was all that could have warmed

When there is a pasture of the rise
There could be a vehicle plan
There in the last of my new guise
Was all that kept us in what ran

Like a program to be built
And words that seem automated
Was about to spread with silt
The way we have now waited

And every time you get me in
I would see us all begin

Popp Sonnet #8009

To live together in the road
Where pressure leaves us there
And to be the wave that showed
The emptiness of the air

That stood all firm and pressured while
The mixture of a type of score
Was the next time I needed the mile
To wash out on the floor

Which is a stream I cannot tap
Unless I check my position
There is like a super chap
Which is like a division

And I do not blame others and maybe not myself
Want to make some time for the other kind of health