Sense Sonnet - Acher

Mindlessly Living

I need more pills to pop as I
Get golder in my golden years.
All alone, I do really try
To be careful, but I have fears
That my forgetfulness will be
The excuse for the age police
To get a court to commit me
To a place where there's no release.
For who knows how long until death
Mercifully takes me away
From just being breath after breath,
A joyless state, day after day.

More pills give my body more time.
No pill for hope to let life rhyme.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Job Insecurity

Gov hired a guard to watch at night,
Then hired a department to train,
Then hired a team for oversight,
Then hired a group to staff the chain
Of command, so the guard might know
How his job did upward connect
Through the administrative flow,
For full efficiency effect.
For hire of a guard, gov did do
More bureaucracy to keep track
Of the guard's job, and follow through
With hiring experts for feedback.

Some gov cutback was then required,
And so the night watchman was fired.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Truth of Lie

It's rare to hear a liar called
A liar, especially by
The media who are enthralled
With spinning words to satisfy
The preferred slant upon some news.
So liars do not lie, but spin
Bits and pieces of truth to views
That will help the spinners to win,
No matter that real truth is lost.
Taking words out of context is
A fav to spin at any cost.
Twisting words is good liars' biz.

Truth should be the media's cause,
But rarely tiz if ever was.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Lovejoy

'Twas the plucky comet that could
Barnstorm the sun and live to show
An earthly audience that 'twould
Be amazed how Lovejoy did go
Right through the million degree heat,
Smacking a kiss on solar lips.
All in all 'twas a smooch so sweet.
Then off in a flash, Lovejoy zips.
The close encounter, some loss tiz,
But Lovejoy's growing a new tail.
Small price to pay in this show biz,
Performing hot in such grand scale.

Lovejoy shows are booking through space.
Check your listings for time and place.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Ocean Plea

We are the oceans of the Earth,
Ever in sight, oft out of mind.
While wasted for the short term worth
Of dreams and schemes of humankind.
Our waters flow dark and deep,
Encroached upon by humans who
Make more mischief into us seep,
Causing harm only humans can do.
In nature's way, we can restore,
But so much damage has been done.
And with each day the harm is more,
We oceans perish one by one.

We are the oceans to reveal
We need the humans' help to heal.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

Unsporting

There's always been the theory that
The U.S. powers that then were
Knew Pearl harbor would be struck at,
Assuring that war would occur.
Japan should have declared war first,
And then proceeded to attack.
Like there were rules for war dispersed,
So the U.S. declared war back.
Since Japan had not played war nice,
The U.S. years later did opt
For a new war rule with high price.
On Japan the A bombs were dropped.

Since, the U.S. has learned that war
Really has no rules anymore.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Rahm (fill in)

Rahmfather then, Rahmulus now,
But to come - Mr. Rahmident?
Summits in Chicago - a how
To go from temp to permanent.
The Rahm machine is gonna do
Whatever to look Rahmagood.
Chicago's just a stage prop to
Impress the world from Rahmahood.
The Rahmarobes will change to suit
The politics of time and place.
The Rahmper hero - beaut or beast,
Rahmagizing his power base.

As Chief of Staff - one of his capes -
Rahm measured Oval Office drapes.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Macho Manners

A lady who's in politics
Does soon discover the sad fact
That boors and cads do need to mix
Mean in some sort of macho pact.
Spewing nastiness by such boys,
Using female anatomy,
Seems to conjure such senseless joys.
Both on the right and left, jerks be.
Good manners by a gentleman
Are ever present day and night.
Any lady should be someone
Shown respect whether left or right.

A lady will be president.
May or may not be a first gent.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

U.S. of G.

World War I lost. World War II lost.
So not keen on a World War III.
No Naziness like Holocaust,
A new order in Germany.
Der Fuhrer had caused such furor.
The German people rallied round
Angela Merkel. Chancellor,
At last to a victory bound.
With work ethic and character,
Economic labor begot
Superiority for sure.
Europe conquered without a shot.

It won't take long and there will be
United States of Germany.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Shot Thought

When one is shot, it still makes news.
Normally involving known crime,
The victim's sorted by who's who's,
A motive found in place, in time.
The unsolved cases give me thought.
Are some simply shot randomly?
What are the odds my being shot
By you who just happens to be
Walking a busy city street,
When and where I am walking too,
And by chance the two of us meet.
As I walk, I am shot by you.

Just you and me in ebb and flow.
No rhyme or reason - just is so.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Myanma

Myanma is Burma's real name,
Given by the people from there.
Burma was called by British claim,
Taken from Birmania where
Portuguese took from Barma that
India had namedropped the place.
Biruma when Japan was at.
Occupied lots in time and space
By outsiders who came and went,
And still don't think Myanma is
A name of which they are content,
Even though tis none of their biz.

Wonder if name will be a fuss
When China does take over us?

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

The Donald Anointed

The Donald's gonna save the day.
He's gonna have the current crop
Of GOPs come out to play,
Then he's gonna deem all a flop,
That he's the only bona fide
Among this bunch of party poops.
It's him or it's Republicide.
He can oust the Obama oops.
Under the hair, The Donald's brain
Uses The Donald's mouth to tell
That he's the one the prez to gain.
Give'em The Donald - give'em hell.

This time round, The Donald, 'tis true,
The best the GOP can do.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Frankly, Barney

Bye bye Barney - been there done that,
For decades the famous House gay,
Ever dishing cheeky chit chat
In stereotyped lispy way.
Sometimes a grouch, sometimes a wit,
Sometimes both in a rumpled pack,
Making a point, throwing a fit,
Hailed as hero and damned as quack.
You chairmanned melted down finance,
Pointing fingers, covering butt,
Tip toeing in a tricky dance,
Till off your twinkle toes got cut.

Bye bye Barney, but to be Frank,
Not sure why you're a gay to thank.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Newt Pursuit

Conservatives are in a tiff
About the twenty twelve prez race.
It's beginning to look as if
Obama might have Newt to face.
'Twas only a few months ago,
Newt seemed to have been neutered out.
But he's bounced back, the polls do show,
Causing conserv concerns, no doubt.
The Newt of old looms like a nest
Of wasps, waiting for time to tell
When fickle Repubbies think best,
Go with Newt and get stung like hell.

A matter of nominate Newt,
No longer trivial pursuit.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Cool Rule

The Earth Surface Temperature
As seen by Berkeley eyes of green
Has gotten warmer, that's for sure.
And so what does this old news mean?
The greenies screech that this tiz proof
That humankind must play it cool.
There is no time to balk aloof.
The greenie way of life must rule.
Global economies must be
All at the greenies' beck and call,
To buy a climate globally
To extinguish the Earth fireball.

Berkeley knows best, so what the heck,
Be a cool cat and write a check.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Nanny State of Smart

Have some smart phones gotten too smart?
The Hon. Al Franken wants to know
If for the nanny state of art,
If thar's new tricks in info flow
That could be used by libs to keep
An eye and ear on those who would
Have too right secrets dark and deep,
Threatening power of lib hood.
Franken and friends want to control
The ways and means such smarts we use,
So better to attain the goal -
A nanny state we can't refuse.

As you use your phone, think this thing -
Are Franken and friends listening?

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Super Duper

The super duper committee
Super duped us the D.C. way,
Party to party blame to be
While spending 4 billion dollars a day.
D.C. defines a spending cut
As spending less of spending more,
While telling taxpayers, "Tut Tut."
Fair sharing means tax few galore.
The 1% mean, greedy rich
Are cast as villains, so the rest
Will vote into the D.C. pitch -
Tax rich, spend more is for the best.

Friendly rich on the D.C. track
Know that they'll get their money back.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

Hislam

Women in Islam live in hell,
Made so by Muslim men who rule
By ancient judgements that compel
A woman is but a man's tool,
A piece of property to use
To solely serve the man's main role.
It is a man's right to abuse
His woman, for to save her soul.
A woman may be innocent
Of any true bad acts or crimes,
But still face life and death torment
If he demands, such are her times.

How fitting if dead Muslim men
Find out Allah is feminine.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Listgate

The Feds have enjoined Santa Claus
From listing who's naughty or nice,
Charging this breaks federal laws -
An illegal profile device.
Santa Claus must cease kid listing,
Or face the full wrath of D.C.
All the alphabets insisting
In compliance, Santa must be.
The I.R.S., the E.P.A.,
The D.O.J., the F.B.I. -
All telling Santa to obey.
A Santa spokeself did reply,

"The Feds got Santa Claus real pissed."
"He's taking names for a hit list."

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Street Vendorganize

Street vendors of the world unite.
Let mean local government know
As organized labor, you'll fight
For freedom from oppressive foe.
Your union leaders will make deals
With political bureaucrats,
To give more power to your wheels.
Roll over brick and mortar rats.
Unorganized and you will lose
To those who want to keep you poor.
But come with us and pay your dues,
And you'll prosper like a real store.

You don't want to be like Walmart.
Join us and be a union cart.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Lesson Lost

A foreign student, 21,
Charged with bomb toss in the U.S.
Witnesses saw what he had done.
Evidence was more than a guess.
He's Chinese and China has got
Over the U.S. lots of sway,
Perhaps a crime that's best forgot.
Let it all just wink, wink away.
"He's a good boy," his mom does state.
Jail awhile, do slow paperwork.
Prob'ly guilty but let him skate.
Call it "deport" the screwball jerk.

Would the U.S. forget the bomb,
And send the guy back home to mom?

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Tebow

Some folks do wear their religion,
Including football jersey sleeve.
Other folks, when they see it done,
Turn what they see into a peeve.
Pro football Tebow plays and prays,
And for both gets gobs of critique,
As some voices and eyebrows raise,
Tebow just turns the other cheek.
The world has too many lost souls
Looking to grab onto some rope.
Touchdowns and faithups are good goals.
Hopefully, Tebow can give hope.

More good than bad is happening
When one is truly Tebowing.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Union Boss

As union boss, I need to be
On top of all my union biz.
So Caribbean luxury
For boss only convention tiz
A time to party and to soak
Rank and file in sun of a beach,
Greasing and fleecing my flock folk,
Sucking up gimmes like a leech.
I need my union herd to think
That here at the resort I am,
While sipping my forty buck drink,
Practicing like I give a damn.

Thanks to my flock of rank and file,
Their dues do keep me in grand style.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Anti-who?

The demmies and repubbies charge
The anti-Christ has party ties,
And is 'twixt anf 'tween by and large
In varied right and left disguise.
Some say Obama 'tis the one,
But others say that cannot be.
Pure evil likes to get bad done.
Obama tries for good badly.
Why would the anti-Christ hang out
With either party, left or right?
Pols can't be trusted, there's no doubt.
All waste time and money and fight.

Party politics would just mess
With the anti-Christ's goal progress.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Tribute to Caesar

The taxman cometh - taketh gobs.
Taxpayers complaineth gobs too.
Caesar says taxes pays for jobs,
So paying taxes is must do.
It matters not, Caesar says on
That jobs of taxes get wasted.
That's simply a phenomenon
Of Caesar that's acquired tasted.
To waste not is to want not, so
Since Caesar always does want more.
Then waste more is the way to go,
'Cause more want needs taxes galore.

Caesar does come, does see, does take
Soon all that taxpayers do make.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

Die Dress

Maude could not decide what to wear,
The dress made by Christian Dior,
That short hemline made for more air,
A handmade chic masterpiece, or
The dress made by Coco Chanel,
A hand stitched black beauty, ah yes,
That fit the body oh so well,
Or the Oleg Cassini dress,
A garment of elegant state.
And so Maude decided instead,
Ev'ry few months they would rotate
Each dress on her body, though dead.

This was per Maude's will, doncha know -
All dressed up and no place to go.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Putin Putout

Russian czar Putin feels the prick
Of a blogging thorn in his side.
He huffs and puffs his same ol' schtick,
But infects going bodywide.
His whole party of crooks and thieves,
Gets beat up in the blogosphere,
Exposing the bag of deceives
That Putin's counted on so dear.
Strong arm tactics that worked so well
On bothersome bugs of the past,
Have no effect on this groundswell
That seeks the Putin ins outcast.

That's what the blogging's all about,
Posting on a putin putout.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Make Donald's

The Donald pilgrimage, a must
By G.O.P. ers in the race
For prez that's turned into a bust.
To turn into a marketplace
Where such users and losers can
Continue in the public eye,
Hoping their "bleep" will hit the fan.
Foolish enough to buy and buy
The books, the discs, the t.v. shows
The has been wannabes prez sell,
As Obama's second term goes,
Thanks to Republicide - oh well!

Under The Hair, The Donald grins.
From race to race The Donald wins.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Win Spin

Penn State's road to recovery
Is tied tight to its football team.
Nothing like winning games to be
Turning nightmare back into dream.
The school now needs a bowl invite,
And then of course to win it big.
Winning pays much more than what's right.
The Catholic Church needed that gig.
Next year if Penn State pulls out
A national championship,
The Sandusky scandal, no doubt,
Will only be a minor blip.

C'mon Penn State, kick that football,
To win, win, win - will fix it all.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Super Pen

Samuel Clemens used pen names
Before deciding on "Mark Twain."
He would sign "Josh" to sketching frames,
And "Snodgrass" to lettered refrain.
Mississippi riverboating
Gave Samuel the Mark Twain choice.
When shouted it meant just one thing,
"Safe to pass," from a boatman's voice.
So famous Mark Twain came to be.
Did he live up to its truth told?
In reply he would say that he
Was too modest to talk so bold.

Whatever name, one thing is sure,
He left us great literature.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Diprogress

Women's new domesticity.
Call it a pseudo retro trend.
Urban homesteading women be
With hip veggie gardens to tend.
Even Mrs. Obama has
Seen fit to step back into time,
Setting a fad example as
Not making women's progress prime.
Women - how does the garden grow?
The growth is changing of the game,
To play like men do - doncha know?
Domestic do tiz doing lame.

C'mon women, it's no time to
Digress - we got progress to do.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

High Tech High Check

Ah - the ways to alter the mind,
And so the grownups won't find out
Awesome orifice tricks to find.
Children are so clever - no doubt.
So here's what grownups need to do -
When the child is just newly born,
Insert an alarm chip into
The fat of the buttocks - don't scorn!
Said chip will sense illegal stuff,
Said child is attempting to take,
Setting off sirens loud enough
To summon cops for the child's sake.

It's for the children - doncha know?
To keep their little minds in tow.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Down with Oil

The U.S. has got oil galore,
But gov won't let us get it out.
Would not need foreign oil no more.
We got plenty right here - no doubt.
Economy is a machine
That doesn't work unless well oiled.
It's sputtering thanks to go green,
That gets off on more cheap oil foiled.
So oil levels are getting low.
Gov knows this is the cold crank case,
But can't be bothered by this, so
Economy's going no place.

Bad oil checking powers that be,
All the dipsticks are in D.C.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

No Fight for Free

We send the soldiers off to war
To fight the "good" fight to stay free,
'Cause freedom is worth fighting for,
No matter what the price may be.
So many soldiers do and die,
And many more are wounded so -
Constant reminders to ask why
Is war the only way we know.
Freedom from fighting wars - that should
Be the freedom that's ever sought.
Unfighting can do far more good
For freedom won and kept unfought.

Wars waged have only one known yield.
The wounds of war are never healed.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Cash OWS Cows

Will Michael Moore's next docudumb
Be filmed in the winter of OWS.
Camp on Wall Street and he will come
To milk the ready made cash cows.
Hopping out of his limosine
Away aways, then sneaking in,
Mixing with campers 'twixt and 'tween
To film these saints in Wall Street sin.
And all the while he says he is
Just there for solidarity.
But really he's there for show biz,
To keep him one percentedly.

Long after all the OWS are gone,
Moore will be docudumbing on.

Senses Sonnet - Tickler

Bye Barney By Bill

Bill O'Reilly does bid bye bye
To Barney Frank in Talking Points.
Rarely did they see eye to eye
And got each other out of joints.
But Bill does wish good retirement
To Barney without being glib,
Even though a message is sent,
Bill's glad begone these lips of lib.
Perhaps before Barney does go,
He'll do one last performance on
Flapping his lib lips on Bill's show.
Gladder be Bill, Barney begone.

C'mon Bill, play it again
And bounce the Barney ball of spin.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Occupy Mac and Mae

C'mon over Occupiers
To Freddie Mac and Fannie Mae.
Their D.C. digs - all one requires
To house guest all night and day.
And Mae and Mac of course are run
By one percenters cloaked in greed,
With bonuses never be done,
With all the taxpayers to bleed.
And Mac and Mae of course will loan
Big bucks to Occupiers to
Occupy pricey tents to own
'Cause taxpayers will pay - 'tis true!

Occupy Freddie and Fannie,
Where crony biz gets off home free.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Gratitude Teen

An abstract concept - gratitude.
In surveys, teenagers score low.
Is it just young bad attitude?
Inquiring young minds want to know.
Is commercial culture to blame?
Do young consumers get consumed
By feeling left out of the game,
And if left out then one is doomed?
Perhaps if one, though young, can feel
A part of good community,
Then gratitude will become real,
Shared between friends and family.

The teen years are challenging.
Grateful takes effort at being.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Pipeline Prize

The Ogallala Aquifer,
Of vast fresh water underground,
In the Great Plains it does occur.
But where may it be future bound?
Fresh water sources will become
The most sought after precious prize,
And thanks to pipelines to and from,
To's from from's will capitalize.
To powerful from powerless,
Such U.S. resources will drain,
Leaving a fresh waterlessness,
After flowing to China's  reign.

Seeds of destiny have been sown,
U.S. heartland - China will own.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Partners in Crime

It makes no matter left or right,
The truth is that powers that be
Have selfish motives to unite
To profit Wall Street and D.C.
The Golden Rule is twisted to
Do unto others, they'll do back -
A combo crony stinkaroo
To favor the elite rat pack.
Accountability - a joke.
They play games 'cause they know it's so
Easy to fool the common folk
Over and over - doncha know!

The Golden Rule turned dirty pool,
'Cause those who have the gold do rule.