Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Pose Woes

The lion lunging at his prey,

His claws flair out,  his fangs protrude.

Majestic mane in gold array

Frames face so fierce in quest pursued.

I must paint such an awesome sight,

Capture this real raw in my art.

Stirring within me pure delight

To work my craft with all my heart.

True beauty of the beast that I'm

Privileged to be the chosen one

To be in this right place and time,

A masterpiece yet to be done.

Alas, my painting not to be.

The lion now is upon me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Better By Bus

In your long white car you drove to

Where I waited at the bus stop.

The car window rolled  down and you

Said that in with you I should hop.

I'd seen your long white car before,

And knew the business you were in.

You, the pimp, saw me as a whore

To be driven the road to sin.

Quickly, "no way" I shook my head,

And told you to drive on cuz I'm

Gonna wait for the bus instead,

But will not charge you for my time.

Disappointed without me you are

Driving to hell in your long white car.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Romancing the Moon

Beneath the street lamp at Moon Place

I was to meet at eight tonight

My boyfriend for romance to grace

Our relationship with delight.

It had been raining, so I took

The red umbrella he gave me.

Then the rain stopped, and it did look

Like a lovely evening to be.

But guess who never did show up.

Likely thought rain would muss his hair.

I sure expect makeup gifts, yup,

I tell the moon, who's here to share.

Since time and place are opportune,

I romance who showed up, the moon.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Last Laugh

Mrs. Smith tells the artist to

Paint her portrait so she does wear

A bracelet with emeralds, a slew,

Giant diamond earrings, a pair,

A ruby necklace 'round her neck,

And sapphire brooch pinned on her dress.

She tells the artist should she check

Out before her hubby, oh yes,

What will quickly happen for sure,

Her hubby will remarry, so

When this portrait is seen of her,

What will the new wife want to know?

"I want the new wife to go mad,"

"Looking for gems I never had."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Cause Swans to Sing

A gentle breeze blows from the west,

As I walk through the park, and see

Swans in the pond come from their nest.

I recall Greek mythology,

Zephyrus, the gentle west wind,

Was for all swans a coming who

Feelings of happiness would bring,

And together the swans would do

Welcoming Zephyrus in song.

Then with the swans this gentle breeze

O'er the waters would join along,

Resulting harmony to please.

Thus, with gentle zephyr blowing,

I pause and listen as swans sing.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 More Modern War

Around the world the humankind

Still wages war instead of peace.

Still a truth with human mind

That waging war just never cease.

But more the modern time and place,

The more machines fight the warfare.

And now computers set the pace,

Strategic bombing here and there.

Since bombs bring suffering and pain,

Let virtual reality

Compute in wars, side's loss or gain,

Then kill the losers painlessly.

The winners live, the losers die,

To be determined by A.I.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 I Can't Help Myself!!!

Go for the points, go for the gold

With a poem  why I should not.

Be intimate, honest and bold,

Golly gee, that's asking a lot.

Each poetry contest does be

A master making me its slave,

Yes, such an addiction for me

That I can't help myself but crave.

Hard and harsh and harassing, each

Contest puts me under its spell.

I go to any length to reach

Ecstasy as I go to hell.

For points, I tell the kids and spouse,

Win enough and buy our dream house!!!

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Fire Starter

For me it all was just a blur

When, why and how our house burnt down.

Mood of the wife was bad for sure,

As on her face was one big frown.

I knew she would not long stay mute,

And sure enough her shouting came,

Shrill static from her in pursuit

For finding cause in me to blame.

The wife was pointing at my hand,

While shrieking at fault I did be.

I looked down and could understand

Now why the wife was blaming me.

Of course I was the wife's first pick,

Still holding the marshmallow stick.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Merlin's Solution

From in the highest tower of

Camelot Castle, Merlin be

King Arthur's advisor above

All others, and so one day he

Was asked for advice by the King,

How the Royal Knights could be assured

That each and all had equaling,

When with them King Arthur conferred.

So Merlin thought, then with his spell,

Did wave his wand, creating one

Solution that would suit Knights well,

And for the King the deed was done.

The Round Table, his time well spent,

Back to his tower Merlin went.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Walk on the Riled Side

As I'm walking toward him or her,

Who's looking down at their cell phone,

A big pet peeve of mine for sure

Puts me in a punishing tone.

For a long time I'd weave around,

Let the attentionless one by,

But now I choose to hold my ground,

Slow down and let the gal or guy

Walk right into me, hand they hold

Their phone I'm sure to bump into,

Making them drop, I say, " I'm old."

They're upset, but what can they do?

At the cracked phone phenomenon

I say, "So sad," as I walk on.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Psithurism

An olive tree, I grow in Greece,

And psithurism, a Greek word,

Is oft a conversation piece

Between Greek humans which I've heard,

When they hear rustling of my leaves,

And a serenity they find.

The wind blowing through me achieves

This, and for me is no big deal,

Because I am an evergreen,

I have my leaves all year around,

And nearby humans feel serene,

Cuz wind through my leaves does abound.

Fancy words don't impress this tree.

Psithurism is Greek to me.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 You Had To Move

"I gotta move, gotta get out,"

That's what you kept on telling me

Over and over, so no doubt

Here no more did you wanna be.

At first I tried to change your mind,

But after while I gave up cuz

I knew you had to leave and find

A new life, not your life that was

With me, and so I let you go,

Tired of being one of your props.

But where you went, I sure don't know.

At least that's what I told the cops.

You gotta move, so move you're bound,

Moved to the cellar, underground.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Purposeful Acorn

My son and I heard a "plop" sound,

The sound we had heard oft before.

We saw an acorn on the ground,

Growing from the oak tree no more.

My son and I went where it fell,

For the decision I would make.

I examined this acorn well,

And decided  that we would take

This acorn back home to add to

Our supply already done,

A necessary task to do.

Again I reminded my son,

"An acorn's more than just a seed."

"It is we squirrels' winter feed."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Lab Work

The pupil of the teacher is

Doing lab work upon a dupe,

Practicing the bag of tricks biz,

Hoping to do well to recoup

His teacher's confidence indeed,

In how the pupil's quick hands will

Interact so as to succeed,

Fooling the dupe with acquired skill,

Which the teacher watches as he

Very close to the dupe does stand,

Signals his pupil secretly,

As the two before in class planned.

Practice art of cheating the aim,

Part coin from dupe in rigged card game.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Buddha's Hand

I am a fruit called Buddha's hand,

And in the citrus family.

I'm grown in temperate climates and

Am found upon a thorny tree.

Multiple uses I provide.

I'm eaten for my flavoring zest,

Medical tonic, my dried hide.

For fragrant perfume I'm like best.

Buddhists deem me a new year's gift,

Good fortune I'm a symbol of,

Providing happiness uplift.

I'm given and received with love.

In the U.S. I'm often seen

As "goblin fingers," Halloween.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Saint Cecelia

Cecelia was forced to wed

A pagan nobleman, and she,

At the ceremony instead,

Sang to God for protection be.

Later when her husband desired

Marriage consummation there stood

An angel guarding which inspired

Him to become baptized for good.

Love of music continued from

Cecelia until she died,

Being murdered in martyrdom,

Singing in Heaven at God's side.

Cecelia gained Catholic fame,

And saint of music she became.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Claptrap

In Santa's workshop while the elves

Made toys, Santa would tell bad jokes.

For punchlines, preparing themselves,

The elves would give each other pokes.

They knew each bad joke Santa told

Was a claptrap that Santa set.

With such theatrics he'd unfold

Each bad joke, the result to get,

The elves to fall into his trap,

Of after each bad joke was done,

All the elves would eagerly clap,

Which for Santa was so much fun.

The elves fell in claptrap because

Ol' Jolly loved their Santapplause.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Merlin

Merlin, the sorcerer, did be

Wanting all of England unite

Under one King who would truly

Rule all subjects in name of right.

Under his spell was born the one,

Merlin chose to fulfill this role.

As from royal lineage this son

Reached age to achieve Merlin's goal.

Merlin place a sword in a stone.

When the young man pulled the stone from

The stone, Merlin proclaimed truth shown,

This young man would rule the Kingdom.

The magic of Merlin did bring

Forth Arthur to be England's King.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Escorted

I was on a luxury cruise,

And having had too much champagne,

While on deck my balance did lose,

And fell into the sea domain.

The ship continued on and I

Despaired until some dolphins came.

Somehow I knew I would not die

As they surrounded me in aim

Of gallantly escorting me

Through the treacherous waters to

Destination of my safety,

Just a matter of time, I knew.

The dolphins were my heroes, yes,

Saving this damsel in distress.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 My First Spell!

Mama says to learn witchcraft well

I need to start out young, and so

I'm studying on my first spell.

Blackie, my kitty cat, I know

Will keep me company while I

Read up on all this first spell stuff.

Hard to concentrate but I try.

Still my mind wanders and it's tough

To work when I would rather play

With Blackie, so I hurry to

Read through to the part when I may

First practice this first spell to do.

Something went wrong with my spell that

Turned Blackie into a white cat!

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Turn With Death

The two of us are now apart.

Death took you too soon but left me

In this life with a broken heart,

Just waiting for the time to be

When with death I will get my turn,

And have my chance to reunite

With you, my love, and so I yearn

For coming death to my delight,

To take me below or above,

No matter which, as long as I

Am once again with you, my love,

Sooner the better when I die.

Alone in life I now have to dwell.

With you was heaven, without is hell.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Final Diary Entry

Found the diary of the church mouse

As I was finishing a job

For the vicar in the Lord's House.

This church mouse sure did write a gob

About its time spent in this place.

But the vicar apparently

Felt the mouse had fallen from grace,

And as a remedy chose me

For pest removal be the one,

Which in a very short time, I

Most certainly got the job done.

Being quite efficient is why.

Last entry by this church mouse that

Got eaten up by this church cat.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 This Is Not a Poem

This is not a poem for you

In this time and this place to read.

To aim in making you feel blue,

That is not my intent indeed.

This is not a poem to tell

You whether or not that there I be

When you told me to go to hell.

I knew you were just kidding me.

This is not a poem of mine

To tell you one last good joke had,

And of course mess up the punch line,

Still you'd laugh when I told it bad.

This is a poem for a laugh

From you reading my epitaph.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Fault

Miserable miser, Hubby be,

Always saying I spent too much.

Wasting money he blamed on me,

But I wasn't sorry for such.

We needed his money to live.

In the basement Hubby had built

A vault for his money, and give

Only when I admitted guilt

For spending and all fault was mine,

Which of course I knew was a lie,

But came true by my own design.

Doing Hubby in, at fault was I.

As I locked Hubby in his vault,

I told him, "This is all my fault."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Even Against Odds

Walking along the sidewalk, I

Notice what I've noticed before.

Out of a sidewalk crack, ants try

A destroyed ant hill to restore.

The ants must realize that fact

Of passersby will surely be

A constant threat the ants will meet,

Working in this locality.

But yet it seems that once ants choose

The time and place for an ant hill,

No matter hills the ants do lose,

Rebuild again as the ants will.

The ants follow instinctive plan,

Like gamblers, toss the dice again.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Mutual Understanding

He is very prudishly shy.

She is so outgoingly wild,

Causing eyebrows to raise sky high,

While he's politely mannered mild.

She likes to play sports out of doors.

He likes to read books and to learn,

On Jeopardy gets perfect scores.

Climb to mountaintops  she does yearn.

She and he, quite opposites are,

A truth both of us now admit,

And understand now, though bizarre,

That our personalities' split.

In spite of ourselves, we both think

We're better off, thanks to the shrink.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Hooked

Before social media, I

Was very anti social, but

Social media now is why

I am stuck in a social rut.

Any and all platforms I need

Be on, and so I'm wallowing

In this addiction, yes indeed,

Ever craving more following.

Get help, beg friends and family,

In messages that they do send,

Because they cannot visit me.

My face to face is at an end.

I asked a shrink what I should do.

The shrink said, "I don't follow you."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Mustache

To grow one, my yearning did ache.

A new look for me, try I must.

I told the wife, but she did take

An attitude that it would just

Rub her wrong when we would kiss.

But against wishes of the wife,

I grew one over time, and this

Caused us a lot of stress and strife.

My yearning ache for a must do

To grow one turned the wife to be

Madder, and tension 'tween us grew.

One day the wife's hand came at me.

I felt the wife was very rash

When she did rip off my mustache.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Mister Ed Returns

I'm Mister Ed, the talking horse,

A 1950's T.V. star.

I knew network suits in due course

Would not think it at all bizarre

To bring me back in a new show,

Even better than my hay day.

I'm ready to giddyap go,

With optimism I neigh say.

Wilbur, my pal, will be back too.

And a pretty young filly is

Gonna be my Missus brand new.

Oh how I do love this show biz.

Me and the Missus, she and I'm

Gonna horse around in prime time.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Color of Grief

Queen Violet sought privacy.

Two maids a waiting were with her.

Amethyst Dunes she chose to be,

Her long time favorite place for sure.

The sand was soft 'neath her webbed feet.

Antennae set on silent mode.

Crystallized cliffs hung o'er, discreet,

As though knowing the heavy load

The Queen now bore in this sand art,

As she strode quite quickly through,

Holding onto her broken heart,

Feeling helpless on what to do.

The Queen in midst of such grieving.

The Purple Plague had killed the King.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Wolf Moon

I know they will be coming soon

To hunt me in my woods where I'm

Sensing more under the wolf moon,

Because it is my changing time.

They'll bring their guns all loaded with

The silver bullets they've been told

Can kill me according to myth,

And that makes them all the more bold.

But they are only human and

Err in judgement as humans do.

Mostly human, I understand.

They hunt me, so I hunt them too.

They come to bring me their mayhem.

My fangs and claws will butcher them.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Grandma's Tomato Soup

Grandma's tomato soup's the best.

Tomatoes from her garden, she

Adds butter and onion for zest.

Always a special treat for me.

In Grandma's kitchen she and I

Visit while the soup she prepares.

Anticipating scents supply

Me at the table with awares

That soon a very tasty meal

Will be here, served me in a bowl

By Grandma, knowing how I feel,

Takes tomato soup to its goal.

Grandma's tomato soup's full of

Sweet tomatoes and all her love.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Unsettling Sight

Holstein - Fresian dairy cows, we

Are known for our black and white hue,

So in pastures seen easily.

And for high volumes of milk too

Is why by humans we are prized.

Thus, when we saw you watching us,

Of course we were very surprised,

And caused among us quite a fuss.

The seeing of humans is not

Unusual for us, but when

A certain suit a human's got

Does cause us a lot of chagrin.

So seeing you caused us such fright,

In leather suit of black and white!

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 A Pocket Full of Teeth

I left my dentist wearing my

New set of dentures which then had

Felt fine but now, I don't know why,

Are shaking 'round in my mouth bad.

Frustrated, I pull the teeth out,

And stick them in my pocket, while

Back to the dentist, and no doubt

This was a reason not to smile.

I reached into my pocket and

No pocket full of teeth be found.

Sadly, then I did understand

To a toothless time I be bound.

A pick pocket picked my teeth from

My pocket, now I have to gum.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Better with Age?

The wife and I, same age, got old.

So I got me a young girlfriend,

And told the wife, being drunk bold,

I get better with age I grinned,

Just like the old wine that we had

Down in the cellar better aged.

The wife replied I had gone bad,

Just like that darn old wine she raged.

Then with a pan she knocked me out.

Wine bottles showed when I came to.

The wife was testing me no doubt,

Whether my age theory was true.

Am I a better aging feller

Since the wife locked me in the cellar?

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Presidential Pleasance

A new ball room for the White House,

Bigly beautiful Trump proclaims.

No more ugly tents causing grouse.

Private funding from wealthy names.

A special pleasance for Trump since

He takes delight in grand to build.

So where the east wing now is, hence,

A Trump design will be fulfilled,

To be finished before the end

Of Trump's second term is the word.

But if construction still does pend,

Surely finished during Trump's third.

Of course Trump critics all present,

More pleasance for the President.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Fear of Death, be not Proud

I'm told soon I'll meet you at last.

I am not proud that you I've feared

All of the time my life has passed,

But less so as our meeting neared.

All those you have met before

Have never come back to tell of

Whether they feared you anymore,

If over fear they rose above.

It is the fear of you that I'm

Realizing was my real foe,

Causing me lots of wasted time,

But something you already know.

And now as I take my last breath,

I feel my fear of you die, death.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Guiding Moon

At the same time all of us break

Out of the eggs we each called home

For a while, and then we all make

Our way out of the sand to roam

Instinctively by the moonlight,

Across the sandy beach to go

Toward the water in dark of night,

But all guided by the moon's glow.

Many of us will fail as prey,

Killed by predators, sad indeed.

But lost of us will make our way

Into the water and succeed.

Thanks to the guiding moonlight, we

Sea turtles journey to the sea.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Heatwave Thinking

In midst of a summer heat wave

I took a cold shower, got out,

Then to my wife did rant and rave,

"Mow the lawn!" to her I did shout,

"It's just too hot to go outside."

But my wife just shrugged, not concerned,

"You promised you'd mow," she replied.

Her give a guilt trip words burned.

"Well, Honey," I said with a wink,

"When I mow the lawn in the nude,"

"Then what will all the neighbors think?"

Hearing me, my wife did conclude,

"All of the neighbors will think, Honey,"

"I married you just for your money."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Nanny Moose

Mama and Papa Duck both got

Jobs in order to make ends meet.

So for their 12 ducklings they sought

Out Nanny Moose who came to greet

Her little charges in the pond.

She was so big, ducklings so small,

But Nanny Moose did quickly bond

With the 12 ducklings, one and all,

As she settled in the pond where

All the ducklings could climb on her

When it was time for their rest care,

Taking their naps snugly in fur.

Ducklings cared for by Nanny Moose,

Now that's a rhyme for Dr. Seuss!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Miss Right for Me

She was the new kid in grade school,

And I the school yard bully be,

Bullying new kids as a rule,

So that they'd be afraid of me.

During recess I approached her.

With all the other kids around,

I began teasing to assure

Making her cry she would be bound.

But she just stared at me instead.

When I shoved her, then she did do

A deed that made my face go red.

Her punch turned my eye black and blue.

For the better she changed my life,

Years later becoming my wife.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Pastor

I joined a church when I first came

To the small town, and soon did meet

The young pastor, who I set aim

Our union to become complete.

Young and attractive was he,

I volunteered with him a lot

For varied church activity,

All during which quite close we got.

We began to date over time.

I am the focus of his life.

We set a date and in June I'm

Going to be the pastor's wife.

The pastor is unaware of

I am a demon he does love.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Be I Moth or Butterfly?

I'm flying through the air at night.

A human couple walk below.

One points me out in the moonlight,

Asks the other, wanting to know

Whether a butterfly I be,

Or be a moth, a question that

Oft I hear humans ask 'bout me.

But most are only guessing at

Which I am, so this hint I'll say.

A moth, nocturnal at night flies,

Whereas diurnal, during day

A butterfly is on the rise.

So lady of the evening, I

Am a moth, not a butterfly.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Modelling Behavior

Modelling jobs often are dull

Here at the art school since I died,

And now a model as a skull,

A prop to students I'm supplied.

Vincent Van Gogh is currently

The bored student who I had got.

Doing his project using me,

Vincent certainly smokes a lot,

Which I recall doing also

Way back during my living days.

And then Vincent, why I don't know,

Did something earning my high praise.

This modelling I don't regret,

I get to smoke a cigarette.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Promise No A.I.

In accord with  this contest ask,

I do here promise never to

Use A.I. in my writing task

Of any poetry I do.

The contests I enter I find

Challenging for me to create

On point poems coming to my mind,

In my style, yet still correlate

To the contest rules that exist.

Sometimes easy and sometimes not.

More difficult, more I persist

Until the right poem comes to thought.

From my own mind come poems I've done.

Using A.I. would be no fun.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 From Failure to Success

We want to make a dream come true,

A task we've never tried before,

And different because it's new.

Each step we take, the harder more,

And more the dream seems beyond reach,

As time after time we do fail.

Each and every failure can teach.

If we're will to learn, then they'll

Give us added knowledge to be

Closer and abler to achieve

Making the dream reality.

From failure, success we receive.

To help us better to succeed,

Experience failure first we need.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Lipstick on My Collar

Lipstick on my collar, you say

Is Mary Jane's red, not your pink.

It doesn't matter anyway

How awful of me you do think.

Yes, I was smooching your best friend,

And we are off to a hot start,

Cuz you and I are at an end.

I'm giving Mary Jane my heart.

Here's Mary Jane, she's coming now,

Coming in as you're going out.

You will get over me somehow,

Though shed a lot of tears no doubt.

I look around, but Mary Jane

Waves bye bye through the window pane.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Superstitious Mama

So superstitious Mama be,

I would become her bad luck child

Bringing her grief becuz of me.

Came the day I drove Mama wild.

Happened on that fateful day when

I had just turned 13 months old,

And committed the awful sin.

Dropped a looking glass I had hold.

It broke in front of Mama who

Cried the devil'd be coming soon.

Mama knew what she had to do,

Buried me under the full moon.

Superstitious, Mama did stay.

I would have loved her anyway.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 The Legendary Laundry Chair

The Legendary Laundry Chair,

Ergonomically made design

To forget any laundry care

While in this chair you do recline.

You know you hate the laundry chore,

So in this chair you're guaranteed

To forget laundry evermore,

And with no shame or guilt indeed.

When your dirty laundry is aired

You continue relaxing well,

For Legendary Laundry Chaired

You will have lost your sense of smell.

With this chair you're laundry free champ.

This chair is your own nudist camp.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 What Happened to Ichabod Crane?

"The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,"

What happened to Ichabod Crane?

Well, I'm here to tell so all know.

Being hit by the severed head

As the headless horseman rode by,

Into the marsh Ichabod fled,

Slowly sank in the mud to die.

All a prank played on him, I knew.

So superstitious was this fool,

But there was nothing I could do.

Don't butt in human stuff, my rule.

Why do I know? Cuz I'm of course

Gunpowder, Ichabod's borrowed horse.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Thoughtful Me

In Saul Bellow's book, "Herzog," I

Read, "One thought, a murder a day,"

(I think how to make the wife die.)

"Keeps the psychiatrist away."

With poison or knife, rope or gun,

Or make it look an accident.

So many ways, murder be done

The wife by me with ill intent.

Which way will be my final choice?

On that I have much time to think.

But later, cuz I hear that voice,

I'm scheduled to meet with the shrink.

Why think of doing the wife in?

She stuck me in this loony bin.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Curse on Clio

Clio, Greek muse of history

Criticized Aphrodite for

Loving handsome Adonis, he

Merely a mortal man was poor

As choice by the goddess of love,

So Clio felt needed be told.

For Aphrodite hearing of

This, was insulted and turned cold

Toward Clio, and cursed the muse with

A punishment that Clio would 

Fall in love oft, as goes the myth,

None of her loves to turn out good.

Clio was cursed for all time span

To only love a mortal man.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Leaves Sing All Season

Autumn's frail and fluttering leaves

Blown from their trees in wind's wild way

Will not bemoan such fate with grieves,

But will accept as truth today,

That autumn is leaves' time and place

For another life cycle end,

Season for their maturing grace,

Taking leave, waving with the wind.

But knowing that through winter's rest

The leaves will reemerge next spring

Upon their trees in budding blessed,

And once again their joy to bring.

Autumn leaves will leave with no sorrow,

Return joyful spring leaves tomorrow.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Stuck

Mom was driving me to the mall,

Told me to get in the car,

While she finished up a phone call.

It was hot as August days are,

So sitting in the front seat, I

Pushed the button on the door to

Open the window to supply

Cool air and stretched my head out through,

Hit the same button with my knee,

Raising the window so that I'm

Stuck, yelling for Mom helplessly,

Which seemed to me forever time.

As Mom behind me got me out,

I could hear her giggle no doubt.