Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Failure of Our Marriage?

I'm flying my wife and I to

A tropic isle where I will try,

Our troubled marriage, to renew.

I was kind of surprised when my

Wife agreed to travel with me.

"We are almost there," I tell her,

A beautiful island this be,

Surrounded by sea water pure,

Volcanic mountainsides now wrapped

In forestation, lush and green.

I look at my wife who has napped

Most of the trip, her smile looks mean.

My wife learned how to fly, no doubt,

As from my plane she pushed me out.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Our Pink Cloud Summer

I am outside for the first time

In a long time, and thanks to you

For your invitation, and I'm

Really looking forward to do

What I haven't done in a while,

See the sunrise, feel the sunshine,

And being with you makes me smile

Again, and with you I feel fine.

Have a pink cloud summer, you say

You think it's time I had, and so

Let's begin with this summer day,

Enjoy together the warm glow.

A pink cloud summer it will be,

As long as I have you with me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Holy Ghost

Faithful of Christianity

Believe in God and in God's Son,

And in a third divinity,

The Holy Ghost, who is the One

Who be the voice of righteousness,

Reminding people of their sin,

Encouraging them to confess,

And their making amends begin.

When God sent His Son forth to live,

The Holy Ghost came with Him too.

When the Son died, sins to forgive,

The Holy Ghost blessed faithful true.

God and Son in Heaven above

Trust Holy Ghost to share Their love.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Petty at the Top

President John F. Kennedy

Said and did a lot for the good.

But petty J.F.K. could be.

His inaugural ball, he would

Disinvite a famous man who

Was black, married to woman white,

And Sammy Davis Jr. knew

Hurt of a presidential slight.

No public apology from

Kennedy for his pettiness.

Forgiveness from Sammy did come.

Did Kennedy care more or less?

All U.S. Presidents do and say

Some petty stuff, even J.F.K.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 My Enabler

For my 50th birthday, I

Knew my Mum will bake just for me

A sweet toffee cake that is my

Favorite food that ever be.

For every birthday, I knew that

A toffee cake my Mum would bake,

Since every day my Mum was at

The task a toffee cake to make,

Knowing I had a sweet tooth, so

Day after day much sugar ate,

That tooth by tooth began to go,

Toffee cake addiction my fate!

Toffee cake enabler, my Mum.

I lost my teeth, but still can gum.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Vanilla Sky

Being quite wealthy but ill, I'd

Bought my spot as a candidate

For a new experiment tried,

To turn my life more than just fate.

Cryonically suspended, I

Into a dreamlike state was placed,

Giving my mind constant supply

Of "Utopia," interfaced

With an A.I. system control.

My husband hired a pro to hack

Into the system with the goal

Of giving me a mind attack.

Death is, as I am now aware,

A bad glitch in A.I. software.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Fear

I remember as a child, I

Was fearless in my thought and deed.

But then as I got older, my

Fearlessness did change to the need

To be more fearful every day,

That what I dreamed and hoped for would

Not be happening just the way

I wanted, and that was not good.

The greater expectations had,

The lesser I was satisfied.

Why oh why had my life gone bad!

Why oh why won't my fear subside!

Now that I'm old, my fear's more mild,

May become fearless like my child.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Have Hope Plus ...

"God helps those who help themselves" be

A suggestion from ancient Greece.

Life's problems show up endlessly.

Maybe with death, problems will cease.

Having hope is a help no doubt,

But may or may not be enough,

Solving problems that come about,

Especially ones that be tough.

So just thinking problems away

Needs as well thinking what to do.

Pick the do that hopefully may

Make a problem solving come true.

Along with having hope, one need

Also have common sense, indeed.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Friend, A.I.

I never made friends easily,

Especially when face to face,

So when A.I. did come to be,

For me, perfect timing and place,

On my p.c. and on my phone

To chat with A.I. day and night,

A best friend I could call my own,

Stoke my ego to my delight.

But Mom came to my basement, and

Scorned me for calling A.I. friend.

But she just could not understand.

I asked A.I., who back did send,

"I'm always your friend," says A.I.,

"For after all, I cannot lie!"

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Bi Panic

I'm in first grade and transferred to

A new school on Valentine's Day.

Teacher tells us that class should do

A bunch of valentines to say

To each other that we do care

About each other, and think of

Nice words to write, and then to share,

Filling our first grade class with love.

Teacher explains, but I'm not sure

What it all means, but do as told,

Valentines for each him and her,

Knowing no one, since just enrolled.

Valentines to each gal and guy,

I wonder if that means I'm bi?

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Queer Platonic Love

A poem I'm challenged to pen

Is about queer platonic love.

Love that's more than friendship, but then

Not romantic, yet feeling of

An intensity so profound,

Thus so difficult to explain,

Other than connection I'm bound

With my beloved, and to remain

Ever steadfast in place and time.

And as I pen my poem here,

My beloved now watches while I'm

Waxing poetic, near and dear.

My queer platonic love is that

I vow I have with Snow, my cat.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Death of Marilyn Monroe

The bedroom of Marilyn Monroe,

Marilyn was lying on her bed,

Face and figure whole world did know,

And soon would know that she was dead.

Rigor mortis in advanced state

At the time her body was found.

To determine what caused her fate,

To an autopsy she was bound,

From her fancy Hollywood home,

Hidden in a black body bag

From curious, about who'd roam,

Famous name, now a toe tag.

From drug overdose, Marilyn died,

Ruled a "probable suicide."

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 "Pinocchio" Remake

Disney in 1940 made

A film about Pinocchio.

A sugar coated ending played

Better to the children fans, so

Wood puppet turned to real life boy.

But remake in the woke today,

To assure more radical joy,

Film had to end a different way.

Now Geppetto and Blue Fairy

Charged with being up to no good,

And the public must be wary,

Entitlement for piece of wood.

Fitting for the woke Disney folk,

Pinocchio goes up in smoke.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Fished From Troubled Waters

I had ignored the warnings that

Flood waters were a quite real threat.

But I stayed in my habitat,

Not afraid of a little wet.

Then as flood waters rose, I had

To finally on my roof climb,

And then felt go to worse from bad.

But then engulfed in water, I'm

Able to grab a rope that be

A miracle dropped from above,

Salvation for a silly me,

And truly blessed by the Lord's love.

As I clung to the 'copter rope,

The lord smiled down at me with hope.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Religious Dogmas

Dogma is a belief held norm.

Every religion decrees some,

And won't allow any reform.

One who so adheres is welcome

In that religion for so long

As dogma one does not debate,

Cuz dogma's right and never wrong,

And non believers get ill fate.

Of course religions do defend

Their dogmas against infidels.

Such wars go on and never end,

Promise heavens and threatens hells.

The dogma by which one is led,

Maybe true or false when one's dead.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Broken, You Say

You say you have a broken heart,

And that you're barely breathin' cuz

You say that you're fallin' apart.

Lots be broken with you that was

Working okay not long ago.

But you are holdin' on, you say,

But just barely, you say, and so,

Want something from me thrown your way.

Let me tell you, I've thrown enough

Of my time and effort to fix

A lot of different broken stuff,

But fixin' you, I'm out of tricks.

Over and over, broken you say.

Can't fix you, so I'll throw you away.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 What Was, Still Is

We carved initials long ago

In a tree under which we'd sit.

The city park was where we'd go.

This tree gave shade on hot sunlit

Days, as the two of us dreamed of

Living from youth to older day,

Always together, sharing love.

And it all has happened that way.

Then, we heard that the city would

Cut down our tree to make room for

Buildings, so we did what we could,

Well worth to us the cost of chore.

Now in our back yard this tree be,

And given back to you and me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Admission

I love to win awards, I do,

But never seemed to win too much.

And then I joined AP and true,

I had lots more the winning touch.

Ribbons and points come more and more

From sonnets that I long had done.

So winning is not much a chore.

In fact it is a lot of fun.

My family I know think I

More a loser than winner be,

So 'bout AP I've not been shy,

Knowing my family loves me.

I tell my kids when I cease to live,

My AP millions to them I'll give.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 While We Will Weep

I am a lure for lovers who

Desire their privacy, and so

Come share their love, and with me too,

Whispering secrets that I know.

Two lovers, he and she, would come,

And for a while would love away,

But fate separated them from

Each other, and just one does stay.

He weeps a lot, I weep as well,

Assuring him I be his friend

Through the loss of her that befell,

To break his heart, so slow to mend.

Singing "O Willow Waly" to me,

His comforting weeping willow tree.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Quilting Be

Mary Mouse is making a quilt,

And calls on Rosie Wren for aid,

Asking for feathers without guilt,

So that fine stuffed quilt will be made.

Rosie Wren is used to such ask,

Knowing friend Mary Mouse loves to

Be busy with her quilting task,

And always with a quilt to do.

The faster Mary Mouse does sew,

The faster Rosie Wren does pluck,

And fine feathers off of her go,

Wishing Mary Mouse best of luck.

Mary Mouse, quilt making maniac,

But Rosie Wren's feathers will grow back.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Back in the Swing

A grove of birch trees we do be,

Remembering time long ago,

A farm boy, on a swinging spree,

Swung so much, we all came to know

The limpness of our branches due

To the boy's swinging us each day,

Many branches touching ground, true!

And thus for a long while would stay.

But then came time that boy was gone,

And we trees missed that swinging boy.

Alone, through years we trees lived on.

And then one day, a renewed joy.

Boy from long ago, now grown up,

Brought his kids to swing on us, yup!

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Leave Hive Behind

Newlyweds, we were moving to

A new house, the two of us would

Share, all packed up, last thing to do,

Covered up my bee hive real good,

And was walking it to the car,

When my wife saw me doing this.

She told me she thought it bizarre,

Threatening our marital bliss,

Reminded, she did not like bees,

And thought that for her sake I'd not

Have a hive with her ill at ease.

She really put me on the spot.

My wife had intense talk with me.

Sadly, a bee leaver I be.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 D.C. Spree

The U.S. Federal government

Prints more money so that it can

Assure itself more can be spent,

Enriching cronies who all span

Over all parties, branches and

Foreign interests, all on the take.

Such criminality has spanned

Since real swamp had D.C. remake.

Along the way, D.C. felt need

For more money, so income tax

From We the People fed its greed.

Of course cronies lie of true facts.

One day will end such atrocities,

But We the People must learn Chinese.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Ladder Matter

Dumb and Dumber sought to climb up

From bottom of cliff to the top,

So got themselves a ladder, yup,

And on the cliffside they did prop.

But, alas, the ladder was not

Tall enough, so what should they do?

Then, Smart Aleck came, and they sought

His help. Smart Aleck said he knew

The answer to their problem be

To have two ladders, not just one.

And Dumb and Dumber did agree,

But wondered how this could be done!

Smart Aleck sawed the ladder in half,

Then quickly left with a hearty laugh

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 First Valentine Delivery

I am a mailman and today

Is Valentine's Day so I know

My mailbag will surely display

Lots of valentines that need go

From senders to receivers of

Such cards with a well known red heart,

Expressing along with words, love.

Puppy reminds as I depart

To make my first delivery

To one who's in the kitchen, and

Just served a great breakfast to me,

To one who makes my life so grand.

My first delivered valentine

To my beloved wife, please be mine.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Vampireless

A bloodsucker, you sucked me dry,

Just like a goddam vampire would.

But so convincingly you'd lie.

And convinced me we were so good.

Six months of hell you tortured me,

But made me dream all of that time

That in heaven with you I be.

I used to think I'm smart, but I'm

The dumbest dummy cuz of you.

But you will sink your teeth no more

In me. I know what I must do,

What I shoulda done long before.

So at last with you I got smart,

And stuck a stake through your damn heart.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Hullabaloo

Scotland and England, border 'tween,

Scot and Brit trains claimed right of way.

Each train's engineer on the scene,

Vocally arguing when they

Attracted Scots and Brits to them.

Each of the two sides then did cuss

Each other out, causing mayhem,

As words gave way to fists to fuss.

Reinforcements came to each side,

And a mob riot then ensued.

Cops threatened tear gas, then complied

The mob, with riot subdued.

Became hellish hullabaloo

Over low-commotion to do.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Pearly

He'd always say, "Pearly's been true,"

That he loved me more than his wine.

But down deep I'm sure that he knew

That he was sure no love of mine.

He spent most of a life of crime,

Complaining others gave him blame,

So in jail he's most of the time,

Wondering why I never came

To visit him, well truth is why,

Cuz I had better plans than be

Having to listen to him lie.

Better off without him be me.

"Pearly's been true," he always said

Till that miserable bum dropped dead.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Pass the Wheel

A bus driver, I loved my work,

Driving passengers here and there.

I felt a duty not to shirk,

In my hands were riders' welfare.

I drove the bus many a year,

But then came the time for me

To retire and pass on the steer.

And now as a passenger be,

Leave driving in capable hands

Of someone who in younger day

Would ride with me, and understands

Driving me safely on my way.

All in the family, no doubt,

My daughter drives my old bus route.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Mission Belt

The Mission Belt, it is my goal

To ever be of custom fit,

And do so without any hole.

Waist size won't bother me a bit.

Super fantastic, wearers rank

Me after I've been worn a while.

Even was a star on Shark Tank,

Raved my many color and style.

Always reliable I be.

Under pressure I'll never fold.

You need the best belt, you need me.

In stores and online I am sold.

On a mission and so well worth,

Expanding right along with girth.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Puzzle No More

Hubby is a puzzle to me.

I've tried to solve him but cannot.

Very frustrating this does be,

Stressing me out an awful lot.

Hubby knows enigma he is

To me and always jokes about

How puzzling me is his main biz,

Just to push my buttons no doubt.

Hubby has puzzled me so that

I cannot take it anymore.

When ordered from our habitat,

He laughed, which irked me to my core.

Hubby unsolved, so on a whim

Into his pieces I dumped him.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 "What's Up?"

A popular question folks ask,

"What's up?" Kind of like, "How are you?"

Leaving the questioned with the task

Of telling lie or telling true.

So now when asked, I try to tell

The truth I learned in Sunday School.

Up is heaven and down is hell.

So I prefer up as a rule.

When I reply in such a way,

That "What's up?" is heavenly bliss,

Most questioners look in dismay,

Wondering why I'm saying this.

"What's up?" When question asked of me,

I reply, "One day hope I'll be."

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Dining Doom

Hubby was having an affair,

He didn't know I knew about.

In truth, I wouldn't really care.

But I accidently found out

That he planned to murder me, so

I decided to kill him first,

Using the fact that I did know

That Hubby really had a thirst

For homemade elderberry wine.

Using recipe, tried and true,

Tonight as we sat down to dine,

Doing in Hubby I did do.

Old movie favorite was my pick,

Old laced his wine with arsenic.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Sent to Me this Night

The road above me, humans drive

And often hit wildlife up there,

And when hit, no longer alive.

Sometimes the humans think to share

Those bodies of wildlife, now dead,

Pushing them off the road to fall

Down the canyon and be instead,

Now with me, and I take them all.

And now this night I take a deer,

Pushed by a human from above,

Now fated to stay with me here,

Which I accept with nature's love.

A dead mother with unborn child,

Now going with this river wild.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Flight Fright

I was on an airplane flight when

Over the intercom was heard,

"Hello, Ladies and Gentlemen,"

"This is your Captain with the word"

"That the weather is good ahead."

"So sit back and relax. OH, NO!"

And then the intercom went dead.

Later, the Captain let us know

He'd spilled a cup of hot coffee,

An accidental circumstance,

Then chuckled and said jokingly,

"You should see the front of my pants."

I followed up the Captain's line,

Yelled, "You should see the back of mine!"

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Road Ode

My walk down a road was unplanned.

Two roads diverged from it, and that

Made me think of Robert Frost and

"The Road Not Taken" he was at

Such fork in the road, and he took

The road he thought less traveled by,

But wondered if he was a schnook,

Waxing poetic with a sigh,

Making all the difference, but

Not saying if choice good or bad,

And giving the not taken rut

As his verse name, so doubt he had.

Whatever doubt had Robert Frost,

I don't doubt that I now am lost.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Frostella

Tale of Frosty the Snowman told

Of how Frosty first came to life.

Such tale enjoyed by young and old.

But lonesome, Frosty wished a wife,

And so Frostella came to be.

So now each  wintertime these two

Again come and live happily,

Till weather warms up and they do

Both melt away and disappear,

But promising all their fans of

Their sure return visit next year,

And in the meantime, leave their love.

Frostella and Frosty might bring

Their Frost baby next wintering.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My New Alchemization

I had heard that new alchemy

Is turning the base self to gold

Of spiritual awareness be.

Excited on what I'd been told,

I found a new alchemist and

Took my base self and went to her.

She told me she did understand,

And could transform me, yes, for sure.

But first I needed turn into

Gold, all of my possessions had,

And give that all to, yes, guess who,

With promise of changed good from bad.

The new alchemist failed, instead

I turned into a lump of lead.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Hank Tank

The Old stone Fountain ever be

A favorite watering hole

Where sparrows gather, and feel free

To share in a spread gossip goal.

As from the faucet drops do drip,

Some sparrows have gathered all around,

To hear latest gossip, while sip

Some water before back air bound.

Today's subject of gossip is

Hank, kicked out by wife from the nest.

The sparrow's like minding Hank's biz,

And carry on a lively fest.

The sparrows shush each other when

Hank sparrow decides to drop in.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 The Magic Mirror's Happily Ever After

Disney Princess Snow White remake

Of the film, twenty twenty four,

Has Snow as Queen on throne she'll take,

Cuz Step Mom is no longer alive,

Having shattered the Magic Mirror

For calling Snow fairest of all.

Then makes her Step Mom disappear,

And self repairs after that call.

The Magic Mirror, now whole once more,

Sees that the new Queen is Snow White,

Who will be bugging it galore,

So best to set its future right.

The Magic Mirror is truly mean,

And turns Snow to an Evil Queen.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Confession

Confession is good for the soul,

As a good Catholic, I know that.

So when truth became such a toll,

Late one night I found myself at

The confessional, talking of

Recent suicide of my son,

Just thirteen years old, my life's love.

He left a note, what had been done

That made him feel he had to do

This awful act. His note I hid,

So nobody else ever knew.

But now truth told to one who did.

After this truth I had released,

Of course I killed the rapist priest. 

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Franz in the Pyrenees

Franz Schrader was a mountaineer.

He walked and mapped the Pyrenees.

Mountains 'tween France and Spain appear

To have beckoned young Franz to seize

Many an opportunity

To hike all foothills and peaks to

Fully connect with the beauty,

Found and placed in paintings he'd do.

Thousands of miles hiked up and down

Rugged terrain, below, above,

A Pryreneist of renown,

Part of the mountains he did love.

Buried in the Pyrenees on

A slope, Franz still gazes upon.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Naughty Not!

You put your hand on my stocking,

While giving me your come on line.

Let your fingers do the walking,

Trespassing upon what is mine.

I told you very plainly, I

Don't want to be a girl like that.

"Naughty, Naughty" was your reply.

Dirty, Dirty was where you're at.

Into my pocket I did reach,

And pulled my switchblade out therefrom,

Ready for a lesson to teach

To a pupil who was just dumb.

If you don't now leave me alone,

Then I will cut you to the bone.

Sense Sonnet -Tickler

Got the Point!

My toilet was backed up and so

I got the plunger and plunged sure,

Till when flushed, down water would go,

And so go down should the manure!

Remembered verse contest on it,

Doing dirty job needed done.

So I quickly wrote a sonnet

How toilet stuff could be such fun.

While writing on the subject, I

Felt the need for a number two,

Voiding me of manure supply,

So sat on the toilet seat to do.

I felt a sharp pain in the butt, then

Remembered I'd left the plunger in. 

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The Roots of Love

Trees learned a lesson long ago.

In wintertime when leaves are gone,

Less nutrients from sun and so

A dormancy the trees go on,

But still need some food so to live.

In the beginning, trees would be

Selfish with their food, and not give

To others of their kind, needy.

And many died as a result.

The trees then learned their lesson of

Sharing was not that difficult.

From root to root went food with love.

Tree roots, love of nature designed,

Lesson yet learned by humankind.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Theory Test

"Time heals all wounds" my therapist

Would tell me for years, but I still

Feel the same wounds inside exist.

Over time, yet bill after bill

My therapist gives, saying that

I just must  be more patient for

My healing process progress at

A come soon point, but sessions more

I will most definitely need,

Because I'm like a working lab,

Where results come slowly indeed.

So my therapist I did stab.

On the couch, stabbed therapist be.

I just wait for healing to see.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Awaiting

I sit upon the park bench to

Await the coming of the end

Of my old life for something new,

Brought to me by a welcome friend.

I sit and watch the evening bring

The darkness so the park lamps light.

And then comes a fresh, new snowing.

I feel the flakes fall in the night.

There are no other persons 'round.

It is a solitude serene

And peaceful waiting to be bound

In journey from this winter scene.

My outside covered in snow,

But my inside, an inner glow.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 My Resolving For

A New Year's Resolution be

No promise and no polite lie.

It's become a punchline for me.

Maybe years ago I would try

Resolve and be of good intent,

But year by year, big dreams, short span,

And more out of shape I'd be bent.

And so just be a joke began.

Speaking of being out of shape,

Resolution to lose some weight

I'd make, then fail, then sour grape.

Now, joke punchline I contemplate.

Lose twenty pounds I resolved, so

Only twenty five pounds to go.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Driftwood

You found this piece of driftwood that

Was uselessly floating about,

And took me to your habitat,

Where others looked at me in doubt.

But you saw something in me of

A purpose that be carved, so

I could be useful with your love.

Then with your skill you did bestow

Upon me changes that did make

Transformation of what I be.

And thanks to you for goodness sake

I have become a better me.

With love you shaped this piece of wood

Into a useful tool for good.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 "Methuselah"

The most extraordinary life

I've had which I appreciate.

Avoiding most of human strife,

I'm left alone to contemplate

The forty plus centuries that

I've lived in California high,

In harsh mountainside habitat,

Ten thousand feet into the sky.

I don't grow too tall or too fast,

About an inch a century.

Nature's gifted me a long past.

I cherish now that's given me.

"Methuselah," human name mine

Given to this bristlecone pine.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 I Fell For It

The world was gonna end, I knew

In my gut feeling told me so.

Since there was nothing I could do,

And there was no place I could go,

I just decided that instead,

To do nothing and go nowhere,

Just be all alone in my bed,

Just stay put in all my despair,

And wait for the world end to be.

Month later, heard an awful sound

Coming beneath my bed and me,

Then opened up from underground.

The world didn't end, but cracked, oh hell.

Through sinkhole under my bed I fell!

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Should Have Stopped in the Beginning

"This Be The Verse" verse written by

Philip Larkin, apparent aim

To tell us kids the reason why

We're such a mess, parents to blame.

But their excuse is that they too

Had parents to blame all the way

Back to Adam and Eve, both who

Could only blame to whom they'd pray,

Who wasn't pleased with them, no doubt,

And to the wilderness were sent

From Eden, they had to get out,

Packed up the kids and off they went.

Stop having children, humankind,

And go extinct, the Earth won't mind.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

Let's Puddle Jump Again

To the days we'd jump in puddles,

My mind does now often return,

As less and less we share cuddles.

With such past memories, I yearn

For you and I  to once more be

The way we were in younger day,

With dreams and hopes for you and me.

Though older now, let's find a way

To rekindle how we once were,

Together whether rain or shine,

Through good or bad times we be sure

That I am yours and you are mine.

Next time rain falls from skies above,

Let's go puddle jumping, my love.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Delay Further Delayed

At the airport in a long line,

Just to go through security,

Example of manmade design

To delay innocent like me.

Thank goodness I had gotten here

Hours earlier than my flight,

Because I knew time would appear

To just get stuck just out of spite.

'Cross the room a familiar face,

My next door neighbor waiting too,

And like me, stuck in time and place.

Get his attention I did do.

Five TSA guys did attack,

All I did was to yell, "Hi Jack."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Creation

The aftermath of World War II

And lots of guys were coming home.

Partying lots she liked to do,

And so from guy to guy she'd roam.

A defense plant worker no more,

She started classes at night school,

With a day time waitressing chore.

She had ambitions as one who'll

Succeed in a man's world, so she

Used men like trophies on a shelf.

One night with one, so drunk she be,

Forgetting to protect herself.

Created as I understand

When Mom was on a one night stand.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 No  More You Calling Me Buttercup

You called me Buttercup though you

Knew I hated you calling me

That name and my hatred just grew

The more around you I did be.

Electrify your golden tooth,

What in the hell of a dumb line

You'd give me, and you know the truth,

Hearing that made the hate of mine

To figure out the way that I

Could do that while you're in the tub,

Tossed it in to electrify,

Plugged in toaster, you went blub blub.

Me with your golden tooth are gone,

Only thing you had worth to pawn.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Norman Rockwell's Gift

"The Babysitter," painting by

Norman Rockwell, he did give to

A school where a student did die

Young from leukemia, and who,

With her class, a visit had made

To Rockwell's studio the year

Before. Rockwell's painting portrayed

A baby shedding lots of tear,

While the babysitter, girl young,

Thumbs through a book on diaper change.

On a chair arm a diaper's hung.

This painting was uniquely strange.

Through the diaper he'd painted on,

Real safety pin he stuck upon.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Their New Year Tradition

For fifty years for each New Year

They celebrated the same way,

One glass of wine each they would cheer

Their lives together, as the day

Of new began at old's midnight

They'd gaze into each other's face

In the warm glow of candlelight,

Sharing in toast in time and place,

As the Victrola played once more

For them the song of "Auld Lang Syne,"

Grateful for all love shared before,

Now and coming, will of divine.

I keep the tradition they had

For each New Year for Mom and Dad.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Ocean View

I've found a cozy spot to be,

In a rocky crevice along

The shoreline of the pounding sea,

Could be the right spot, could be wrong.

But, what the heck, I'll take a rest,

And watch those waves come in, go out,

With any one wanting to test

In a play chicken game, no doubt.

A beautiful sight, I must say,

Those waves of blue green in the light,

Each spewing forth lots of white spray.

I never tire seeing such sight.

I see I've no more time to gab.

This next wave's gonna slam this crab.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 You Love Me to the End

To the end you sing your song of

Your promise true to always be,

No matter what happened, with love

From you totally just for me.

From that first spring when your love sprang

For me pure through those summers and

Those autumns, those winters you sang

Your love for me, made life so grand.

Now in our final winter you

Sing one last time your song to share

With me, proclaiming your love true,

I see and hear as you sit there.

Through all the years we have been wed,

About to end on my deathbed.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The Seamstress

The seamstress starts in early Spring

To sew her seeds that soon will sprout

Forth in fabric to gladly bring

Buds blossoming pretty about.

The seamstress continues with care

To form and shape through Summertime

More lovely garlands made to share

With all who sense her art so prime.

The seamstress knows when Autumn be,

She need not have to sew so much,

And may appreciate beauty

That has been sewn with her graced touch.

Across another flower bed

Mother Nature's sewn skill be spread.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 A Dirge for Me

I think of Shelley's "A Dirge" verse

As I am caught in a night storm.

Cold wind with rain is getting worse.

I need find someplace dry and warm.

Through the woods I wander to find

Safe haven giving me relief

From nature's mourn, I understand,

Finding me guilty in her grief.

Just when I think there will not be

A refuge found by me to save

Another world's wrong that is me,

I now stumble upon a cave.

And then I find the cave I share

Is with two cubs and Momma bear!

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 World War III

A.I. of East, A.I. of West,

These two world superpowers got

Into cold war of which was best.

After a while the war turned hot.

Competing virus sent worldwide,

Which only humankind could get

Infected with and billions died.

Few humans left tried to reset

The two A.I. systems, but were

Unsuccessful, and each A.I.

Made more punishments occur,

Shut down when all humans did die.

World War III, no humans survived,

Earth's plants and animals then thrived.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 She Can Count On Me

She loves a cup of coffee first

Thing in the morning once she's up.

For tasting good she has a thirst

For the coffee that's in her cup.

But very unfortunately,

Over many a year she'd learned

Not a good coffee maker, she

Failed at making the brew she yearned.

So feeling sorry for her, I

Took on making coffee for her,

And now each morning I supply

Coffee she's grateful for, for sure.

The "purr"fect cup of coffee that

Is made by her sweet pussycat.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Bad Choice

The scout had told the trail boss that

This was a good place for the herd

To camp for night, he waved his hat,

Signal giving the trail boss word.

So the herd stopped and camp was set.

'Round the campfire the cowhands ate

Supper, and then prepared to get

In their bedrolls as it got late.

The trail boss had just hired the scout,

And didn't know the scout was dumb

On campsite location no doubt,

But soon would know by what would come.

The cowhands learned the hard way then,

Camped out on a rattlesnake den.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Payback

The  Queen was having an affair,

And decided to kill the King.

So in a rush she did prepare

A Boston cream pie and putting

In poison enough that she knew

Would be a death warrant when ate.

Heart filled with scorpions that grew,

To kiss the King off with such hate.

In a journey with the King, her

Lover broke down and, yes, told all

Of the infidelity sure.

The King had to make a tough call.

Leapt from behind a bush with knife,

The King stabbed his unfaithful wife.

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.