Pop Sonnet #8160

After the fact the world is all clear
All is well that ends well
Once in awhile I deliver the steer
And I found an opportunity to sell

Which really makes memories fade from desire
And that is okay in the west
Once in awhile I see through the choir
When preaching was at an all time best

And everywhere I look you are all I remember
In the division of fractions reciprocate
Eccentricity is our newest member
And that is why I slept in late

A few weeks ago in the needing of help
Once in awhile I snack on the kelp

Pop Sonnet #8161

I do not think anything winded
Up with the quadruple shot of espresso
Could have taken time to be all depended
The joy in my life is fascinating though

And if you look into the research aplenty
There is a ship in the monolith
Which could have been scared liked a scrambled old twenty
The properly labeled is bliss

And if I think of a thought and nothing happens
There can be levels to stain
Which makes me nervous happenstance chafing
Was all the ways to say sane

Unless you think there is an ulterior motive
To be delivered in method of quotive

Pop Sonnet #8162

Never been licensed and easier on my myself
Even though overstrung from stimulation
I could just keep staring at taking the easy Elf
And that was really all that I have for ablation

Which means there is something I could have done
To prevent all the mess from occurring
Never had finished the carefully stun
In the sting on my cheek with the whirring

Spinning discs in the makeshift drying
Which never once pulled all the gifts
Unless the old indulgences were always lying
And to make waves from the tiff

That was none of my business at all
And I might need to make one last call

Pop Sonnet #8163

Drawing attention through the steadfast
The longer I write the sleepy time lasts
And in the mental confusion that cast
There is a blend of be careful so passed

And in the drawing room kneel next to the machine
Which is a good praying stance as well
Delivering hear where the hopeful will lean
And they make drag on to bail

The falling apart of the fortune so tuned
And I do not think there is anything greater
Probably went for an older age way too soon
And there will be greatness later

I think of the time that we all came to stay
Never backstage with a band anyway

Pop Sonnet #8164

Suddenly I am getting much clearer
The poisons that sometimes get in the air
I dare you to let me go in the mirror
Unless someone comes out of the lair

And I am all for the checking cross motion
There is a level to bargain
In the ultimate popular notion
The progress we are making may fend

And in the morning I have some more blending
To make a smoothie taste well
In the most normalize temptations are ending
But to be safe is like living the spell

When the medication keeps increasing and changing
You are just peaceful in the front ranging

Pop Sonnet #8165

There is no point in letting people know things
Even when they are curious as hell
Went to the spanish class with all the cosas brings
The spell check registered as well

In case you haven’t noticed there is no mistake
To travel in noisy brain waves
And I think there are bottomless lakes
When you get nearby the saves

And in my bent up back there is an oil
Somewhere to salve the anointing
Best things to do cannot be toil
And if you realize pointing

Is not pilot so set down your weapon
Unless you are back in a millisecond

Pop Sonnet #8166

After an hour of writing to use more
The supplies will last me all week
And in the coping of nervousness floor
I realize they are meek

In case the typing is very loud
Stranger than fiction is funny
And when you drift off to look at gale clouds
That is the hope of the runny

Which takes me to carefully retrace the chase
Had to remember the friendlier face
Which decided for me to get back the case
And that is the way we all seem to base

The weather is perfect this morning again
And that is why I stop for the sake of a friend

Pop Sonnet #8167

Unless there is a way to find the finish line
The worst that could happen has passed
There is a penultimate fine
Waiting in courtrooms that classed

Which we were already so fired with passion
There is a funny static punchy
Was about all the way I was asking
When calmness comes on the crunchy

Don’t call out my name unless you really mean it
In divisions of sleep there is guilt
Which I do not thing means anything bit
Was about to rearrange the stilt

That knowing limitations is always so wondrous
Casting out the line quick sometimes makes me pondrous

Pop Sonnet #8168

After the goalie was disappearing from frame
Sedatives will help me now sleep
And in the castle tied back in the blame
Erasing the level cheap

I do not choose spandex for worst thoughts of clinging
Because it looks like we are wrapped up
And unless there is someone else singing
There are decisions made sup

And in the permeations to blink
There keeping track of an automatic process
Escaping from the old traveling sink
Unless you are wiser to bless

There may be money in all of this one day
But I don’t think that is the reason we pray

Pop Sonnet #8169

Bent up back in the presses
And making me fall
The most we can do is make messes
Of anything at all

When judgment returns to zap things around
The lightning came back in to the old will
The definition of wanting to taste a sound
Where senses connected cannot spill

Unless it is fine by me which it always is
The return of the line makes you march
When you realize someone that gives
There is a little more starch

And in the gaining of property tax
There is still so much time to relax