Pop Sonnet #8060

Reliance on quickness to sport the machine
The fanciest life of the hill
There I could get the new lonely scene
Where the camera tracks for the skill

And everywhere there is a position of standards
Where mercy is all that I know
And that is where I can get into the lanyards
That take a position so flow

But when the elevation was grown
The edge of the word was salvation
Redemption in silhouette already so flown
And there is a curvature station

Where someone relies on the innocent warm
Be collected in righteousness all by the form

Pop Sonnet #8061

And everyone sings for the music connects
The limit to where to find numbers
There is a pleasure all of us direct
And floating along like the slumbers

Which is the most I could do without a story
And everywhere I look complete
Knowing the universe once had the glory
That everyone seems to defeat

Which is just a ruse simple for the current was shaken
And the best thing I could do is forgive
Without anyone asking me for the making
Even if the apology will live

And it is hard to be everything for all people at once
My niece is graduating I have known for several months

Pop Sonnet #8062

What would you do in the ego drive rampant
The only thing I use it for is fame
Except now I realize that everything champed it
And foregone conclusion to blame

Which is not the reason to become so judgmental
Because everyone has their own vice
And that means that when you got back the rental
There is a survivor to price

And if you get me in the hold of the ghost
There is a dream ending immediately
Where property was the gratification roast
Keeping me there in expediently

And never allow the rest until you smoke
I already made everything into a joke

Pop Sonnet #8063

I wonder if the curtain will price off the trail
Which completes me in known where to place
The evergreen forest nearby to Vail
And that was the truth I knew to face

But every time I discuss myself in biography
It must be a cry for attention
Because only an ego driven geography
Would clamor for that whole detention

And there is a song to sing about the tears
That were positioned to restore the gold
Which was buried somewhere in the infinite gears
And that is the story that sold

But I do not think that anyone inside the gate
Was hiding the seashell ever to be late

Pop Sonnet #8064

And really the connotation is what matters
And if only the world knew intent
What was the mind reading all around batters
Knowing about where you sent

Your library card was used like a flat
And so many plans that had failed
But realizing everyone knows where you are at
Creates a new ministry trailed

You cannot be forgiven for what you did not do
I thought there was looming in drive
The situation I always knew
Knowing the property jive

And everywhere there are good people again
What to do when you find out you no longer sin

Pop Sonnet #8065

I had an opportunity once and now I am ready
To get on with the working title new
Three of us dashed to see them get steady
And possibly one had now dew

Unless there is something they are hiding from me
Which I doubt that because they have control
A choice I made due to the powers that be
And now I know my brain is full

Like the cartoon alliance restoring the seam
There is a fruition in meld
Leveling out like an emptiness team
And that makes us already held

When you were alive inside all of the rank
There is a new elevator beside the bank

Pop Sonnet #8066

I think that situations that come under stress
Was about as important to like
Because even if the world is a mess
There is no way I can bike

Seems like an excuse but my back is hanging on by a thread
Even though I think medicine healed it
Once in awhile I realize the thread
Was a mystery everyone knew it

Because folks get angry when they think something is wrong
Even though it has nothing to do with anything
The insignificance going along
And that is why there are no more kings

At least in America no one can be
The separate hour that ran back to flee

Pop Sonnet #8067

When you knew that game was about to rejoice
And every penny I have spent well worth it
Even when elevations are ploys
To see where the new idea quit

Because technically nothing is new under the Sun
And everywhere we turn we see God
Because even in the highest of nun
There is always a bit of good in the flawed

Actually it is a mix between both sides of a coin
Not at once but the penny can spin
And life is a movie to be certain to rejoin
Never mind what kept you all at the win

And something about a far off reach
Makes me realize that I cannot teach

Pop Sonnet #8068

The fake sneeze I just heard was probably real
And that is about to report back
The mirror in what shakes up the appeal
To restore the generation to fact

And that is about a Husserl dash
The ways to get back to a goal
And everything disappears into the ash
The Bible repeats the world whole

But not everyone likes to be told what to do
Even if it just a thought to be safe
But when ideas float around the whole renews
And that makes me wonder what is true

I like to think I have nothing figured out
I guess in awhile there is life in the doubt

Pop Sonnet #8069

Dress in the wormhole of company might
The light comes into a flank
That registers into the right
And if there is positioning we will have drank

But the earlier I realize that all is meaningless
Like Ecclesiastes doth say
There is a practice in the midst of the chess
Which keeps me around for the play

That life is a stage and never mind why
I have a feeling that people despise what they cannot be
And that is the contradiction to imply
Before the microphone drops from the tree

And like the planet rises a billion of the ton
Never realized that time is undone