Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Day After Christmas

'Twas the day after Christmas, and

Through the house no human creature

Was stirring, because as was planned,

Due to new return gift feature

Of charging unless returned to

The store in person, with the store

Hoping gift exchange they would do.

So house human creatures left for

Bricks and mortars to make gift trade,

The house left in after yule mess,

Wrapping and leftovers still laid,

When to be cleaned up, who could guess!

When the humans leaving occurred,

Around the house, lots of mice stirred.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

My Coat

A box of rags my Momma got,

And with winter coming, I'd need

A warm coat, but couldn't be bought,

So Momma sewed those rags indeed

Into a coat that fit me well,

And kept me warm as I walked to

School, and that day for Show and Tell,

As I heard giggles that kids do,

Proud, I showed my coat and told of

Just how that coat had come to be,

So well hand made with Momma's love,

That always was given to me.

My coat of Momma's love, well shown,

A coat of all I'd ever known

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Driven to Walk

I'm driving home for Christmas, but

Now am caught in a traffic jam.

Pain in my mind and heart and gut.

The traffic gods laugh that I am

Stuck for who knows how long I'll stay.

Being so late, Mama will think

I'm lost on this yule holiday.

Driving not could drive me to drink.

The driver next to me, same one 

For hours, and it's kind of weird,

His face show he's having no fun,

At first clean shaven, now with beard.

I'm walking home for Christmas, and

Will get there later than I planned.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 "Brian's Song"

Brian Piccolo loved the game

Of football, and he played it well.

Chicago bear, Brian became,

Backed up Gale Sayers, time would tell

The two became best friends, both on

And off the field, though Gale did be

The superstar phenomenon,

He treated Brian equally.

It was diagnosed that Brian had

Cancer, spreading too fast inside.

Family, friends and fans were sad,

Only 26, Brian died.

"And 'round that early laurelled head,"

Brian Piccolo, too soon dead.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Good Samaritan

A rosebush in the forest grew.

Fox went over to it to smell,

But a thorn from the bush withdrew,

Up Fox's nose and felt unwell.

Fox tried real hard, using a paw,

From his nose to pull the thorn out.

But that thorn would just not withdraw.

Fox was in such distress no doubt.

Butterfly saw the rosebush, and

Thirsty for some nectar, did pause.

Also saw Fox, but still did land,

Sipped nectar, then to worthy cause.

Butterfly flew straight from a rose,

And pulled the torn from Fox's nose.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Oops!

The Three Wise Men sent texts, and hence

Decided who would bring what gift.

For Gaspar, to be frankincense, 

Rare fragrant resin, to uplift.

So Gaspar, on his mobile phone,

Did order it from Amazon.

Next day delivery was shown.

The package arrived, whereupon,

Gaspar then joined the other two,

With gold and myrrh gifts for divine.

But Gaspar had erred, this both knew,

Bought the monster of Frankenstein.

Apparently, Gaspar, do tell,

Was wise except on how to spell.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 I Really Do Love Him

I love Hubby, 'specially on

A lovely Sunday morning when,

As my wake up phenomenon,

Sweet treatment by him does begin

With serving to me in bed of

Breakfast, toast burnt, eggs underdone.

But it's his sentiment I love,

Knowing for cooking he's not one

To brag on, but a single rose

Adorns the tray, and of course I

Notice it's just like one of those

In the neighbor's garden supply.

How Hubby gets me in the groove,

Hoping his golfing I'll approve.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Jeremy Betrayed

Jeremy Beeblebrock, the mouse,

Wonders where girl friend Steph does be.

He has looked all around the house,

And it certainly appears she

Has packed  all of her stuff and left,

Leaving Jeremy ill at ease.

He's especially most bereft

That Steph has taken all the cheese.

Then Jeremy notices that

The third housemate is also gone,

Hops no more in the habitat.

What in the heck is going on!

How could Steph leave their love abode,

And run off with pal Chris the toad!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Let There Be Light

Northern most northern hemisphere,

I'm prepping for my vital role.

Tiz very long night of the year,

I am trying to keep control

Of my emotions, so I try

To get the light to work I'll need,

But so far no success, I sigh,

How am I gonna take the lead,

And shine my light to guide the way

For all of us in coming night?

Lost in space will become the sleigh,

If I'm not there shining my light.

In the darkness that red light glows.

Thank goodness I've recharged my nose.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 "Tomato"

A big fat mosquito I be,

Full of critter's blood that I suck.

So "Tomato" critters call me,

Cuz I fill up from their bad luck.

Now, a giraffe I'm buzzing 'round,

Not for hunger but just to tease,

Make the critter go crazy bound,

Which I'm able to do with ease.

As 'round and 'round his neck I fly,

The giraffe keeps swinging his head,

Trying to swat at me, but I

Just make the giraffe mad instead.

Last laugh on that giraffe I've got,

Made him tie his neck in a knot.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Roadmap of My Life

Now that I'm in the driver's seat,

Must give a smooth ride my best try.

Can't let my engine overheat.

Running on all cylinders, I,

Full throttle am moving ahead,

Confidant I'm on the fast track,

No reason for shifting gears, instead

Cruise control forward, don't look back.

I hear her yelling, "Hit the brakes,"

"Before you hit a pothole, and"

"You're prone to direction mistakes."

"Is this the bumpy ride you planned?"

Of course the wife is bugging me,

As backseat driver she must be.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Color Cast

I look across the vast lake to

Foothills and mountain range in sight.

The sky, clouds, snow and water do

Make brilliant colors, blue and white.

The blue sky reflects in the lake,

As also do white clouds and snow.

The blue in the sky can also make

The mountains appear blue to show,

Except the parts snow covered and

The foothills all snow covered, such

Competing with clouds white o'er spanned.

The brilliant blues and whites, so much.

Lost in the whites and blues be brown,

Faraway shoreline seems to frown.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Shopping For

Three triplets on a shopping trip,

Lovely young ladies laughing while

Rushing as lots of raindrops drip,

Giving them all a wet look style.

Bags a many under each arm,

Home for Christmas the students are.

For December, it is quite warm.

The trio headed for the car

From their favorite stores where they

Bought gifts for the nice girls each be,

To open up on Christmas day,

Full of merriment cheer and glee.

Christmas presents from Dad who will

Not have to shop but pay the bill.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 2025 Resolution

2025, new year, I

Resolved to stop eating snacks that

Had lots of calories supply

That supplied me with much more fat.

As days turned into months, gee whiz,

Keeping down calorie intake

Became part of of my normal biz,

And losing pounds for goodness sake.

As 2025 end drew

Nearer and holidays began,

Snack cheating here and there I'd do,

Of course increasing my girth span.

Holiday snacks, it does appear,

I've same resolution next year.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 "Tick"

Random word generator pick

As prompt for a poem to write,

Randomly generated, "tick,"

A common English word that might

Be used as a noun, a short, sharp sound

Regularly made by a clock,

Or as a verb, word's turned around

To be making such sound, "tick" talk.

In biology, a "tick" be

A blood sucking bug that oft is

Discovered making meal of me

After a nature walk, gee whiz!

Many a "tick" my clock's "ticked" by,

As a "tick" took my blood supply.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, the car,

Named by Caractacus Potts for

My engine sounds, though quite bizarre,

I'm magical and trip galore,

Caring for the Potts' family,

Transporting them in time and place,

Impossible, except for me,

I'm an extraordinary case.

Jemima and Jeremy Potts

And their Papa Potts often get

Into all kinds of messes, lots,

I'm there to save them, no regret.

All of the Potts' love it when I

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and fly.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Added Elf on the Shelf

Sitting all alone on a shelf

Where I was sent by Santa to

Sit for Christmas all by myself.

I'm a very lonesome elf, true,

With nobody else to talk with.

In this house watching children, I

Have been assigned, a fact not myth,

By Santa, and the purpose why,

Whether the children be nice or

Naughty to put on Santa's list,

Necessary but lonely chore.

I called Santa for an assist.

So now a happy elf I be.

My buddy elf, Santa sent me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Amidst Ruins

On the ruins' rocky wall shelf

Written there a reminder be

That each time I talk to myself,

I should also be hearing me.

"What does this mean?" I asked out loud,

And my question, myself I heard.

Then surprisingly, from the crowd

Of ruins, the answer occurred,

"Wisdom is listening to all,"

"Find carefully the truth therefrom,"

The voice came from the ruins' wall.

I wondered how such voice could come.

Then from the ruins' wall I knew.

Words were written, "I talk to you."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Came to the Game

I'm in Chicago for the game.

The Bears are my favorite team

For football it's the greatest name.

Since very young it's been my dream

To make the long trip and to see

A real live game at Soldier Field.

Now in the parking lot is me.

Lots of high spirits are revealed,

Tailgate partying with the crowd,

Many in bear costumes dressed up.

I'm complimented and so proud

To be toasted a loyal fan, yup!

None of the humans seem to care,

The fact that I am a real bear.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 My Wife's Food Craving

I went to court with the wife for

A shoplifting charge that she faced.

A can of peaches from a store

She stole cuz of a craving taste

For, she told the judge who then found

Her guilty and sentenced her span

Of three days in jail to be bound,

Since three peaches were in the can

That she stole, she started to yell.

I knew somehow she would blame me

When she came home, life would be hell.

A witness, the judge let me be,

"Your Honor, may I mention please,"

"The wife stole too a can of peas."

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Sympathy for the Devil

I am a preacher man who's life

Is devoted to the Lord in

All I do, but sadly my wife

Was unfaithful and filled with sin.

She spent all of my money and

Embarrassed me in public so

I prayed to try to understand

How this burden could be let go.

One night she came back home quite late,

I got so mad I strangled her.

Life in prison is now my fate.

Heaven should forgive me for sure.

Now my wife down in hell must be.

The devil has my sympathy.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Lesson on Semicolon Use

I started writing poetry.

Often my best critic sat near,

Sonnet, the house cat, watching me.

Early, taught me a lesson dear.

I used semicolons a lot,

Not knowing if used wrong or right,

But looked brainy, or so I thought.

Then Sonnet growled upon their sight,

Letting me know they should be gone.

Sonnet just did not understand.

Semicolons stayed, whereupon

I still have a scar on my hand.

The pause at the end of the clause

Brought claws from the end of the paws.