Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 The Big Catch

The fisherfolk went out to fish,

And very optimistic, with

Boat and equipment so lavish,

Biggest catch should be fact, not myth.

The fisherfolk sailed to the spot

Where their fancy computers told

Here were  where the prize fish, a lot.

Expensive nets, they did unfold.

The fisherfolk put all in place,

And waited for their catch to come.

But such was not to be the case.

The catch, not theirs, but so awesome.

It was quite a surprise, no joke,

When the fish caught the fisherfolk.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Now for Better, Now for Worse

I said let's all just party now,

Cuz now's all that we're promised, yes!

My words were lost on them somehow.

They're just party poopers I guess.

They replied back to me that I

Need prepare for the future like

Them, and be now a working guy,

Shudder the thought I be such. Yike!

"No," I said back, now's party time.

Let the future be what it is.

Then summer, but now winter, I'm

Begging them for handouts, gee whiz!

Aesop's ants refuse to help me,

An unhappy grasshopper I be.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Tungsten

I'm a chemical element,

A metal natural on Earth.

I have proven quite evident

My many uses are of worth.

My melting and boiling points be

Highest of all elements, so

Remarkable robustness, me.

For added toughness, I'm a go.

I am immune to attack by

Most acids and bases, and too,

Don't react with water, and I

Am dense as gold, oft sub I do.

By the name tungsten I am known,

In Swedish meaning "heavy stone."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Boudica

Boudica, Iceni tribe queen

In ancient Britain led attack

Against the Romans, she was keen

On getting independence back.

In rebellion her troops she led

Against the invading empire,

Left 80,000 Romans dead,

Destroyed their battlements with fire.

Emperor Nero in Rome heard

Of Boudica's fighting success,

And fretted so that such occurred,

Generals threatened to fix this mess.

Mass Roman armies sent to war,

Boudica killed, rebelled no more.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Weary Warrior

A warrior armed to surface bound

To try to find some food I need.

I've left my bunker underground.

Hot sun is punishing indeed.

At twenty first century end,

It's hard for me on planet Earth.

Powerful foes, too few a friend,

Life here now is of little worth.

I cannot stay up here for long.

They have surveillance everywhere,

Detection ability strong.

I have to constantly beware.

One of the last of humans, I

Fight the good fight against A.I.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 We Need More Government Regulation

We the people must understand

Government regulation is

Needed to assure We have banned

Fossil fuel use, a dirty biz.

Better We pay more dollars price

Than price of burning up the Earth.

We have to make the sacrifice

Now, so the future may be worth

Living in the environment scene.

We certainly must be aware,

The more expensive, the more clean.

There's always government welfare.

We pollute less, a worthy goal,

As Chinese burn more dirty coal.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Wet Brain

A waterfall  of thoughts I find

Are flowing down at a fast pace,

And quickly filling up my mind,

As I'm alone in time and place.

And with no one my thoughts to share,

I've tried to share with furniture,

But never any of them care

To hear as all my thoughts occur.

So I choose not my pen or voice,

As my waterfall of thoughts flow,

And I'm gonna stick to my choice,

As a dive down under I go.

Fast waterfalling thoughts flow down,

And in such deep water, I drown.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Best to You, Eloise

When first we met I knew you were

A special lady in my life.

But over time I knew for sure

I'd never have you for a wife.

Because you be of upper class,

And I be just a working guy.

When tender moments came to pass

Between us, I knew in truth I

Had a choice I would have to make.

And I did choose to let you go.

It was the best for both our sake.

I love you, I want you to know.

So as you live as meant to be,

I hope sometimes you'll think of me.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Cheat or Be Cheated?

I am playing golf with a guy.

There's a heavy bet on the game.

Last hole, and we've played to a tie.

Into the woods, his shot, bad aim.

I go help him look for his ball,

Then go and make a real great shot.

"I found my ball," I hear him call,

Hits it and a gimme he's got,

His ball just inches from the hole.

I know his ball he did not find,

Hit second ball, cheating his goal.

Predicament is on my mind.

Take his ball from my pocket in,

Or keep quiet and let him win?

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Dared Me

On a dare from my boyfriend, I

Walked through the graveyard all alone.

Michael Jackson, the "Thriller" guy,

The cassette played in scary tone.

This setting and the song no doubt

Gave me chills, through night I did walk,

But no ghosts or ghouls seen about,

No vampires or werewolves to shock.

I knew my boyfriend thought I'd be

So frightened, but I did assume

He had finale planned for me,

Yes, he popped from behind a tomb.

His zombie acting very nice,

But certainly no Vincent Price.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Chop Chop

A tree chopper, looking for wood,

A dogwood tree did come upon,

And thought for chopping did look good,

So chopping this tree did chop on,

The tree felt chop bite in its bark,

And barked out loud, "Stop chopping me."

The chopper thought this quite a lark.

"You are barking up the wrong tree,"

The dogwood loudly did bark out,

Which got the tree chopper more pumped,

And chopped all the quicker, no doubt,

Leaving the dogwood tree quite stumped.

The more the tree chopper did dog,

The more the tree did dialog.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Train Wreck

An instructor, training a sperm

For conception to undergo.

As teacher taught, pupil did squirm.

Training was going very slow.

"When the siren goes off, rush out"

"The tunnel," the instructor said,

"And swim along the proper route,"

"Till coming to the egg that's red."

The real test came, sperm gave his all.

Fast the sperm went, swimming along.

"You're my egg," he told the red ball.

"No, I'm the tonsil, you turned wrong."

Instructor sighed, said, "What the heck!"

"First time I've had such a train wreck."

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Crazy

The doomsday clock, seconds away

From nuclear apocalypse.

Faster and sooner comes doomsday,

Faster and sooner, crazy grips.

Lots of crazies with wherewithal

To push the buttons needed for

Launch of nuclear arsenal,

Resulting in the third world war.

Odds are a crazy will soon start

Nuclear attack to begin,

Then other crazies will take part,

And all will lose and none will win.

Destroyed, the doomsday clock don't chime,

It is just a matter of time.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 The Hunt

I am hunting a tiger to

Hang its trophy head on my wall.

Once successfully done, I do

Have big cat trophies, one and all.

I am hunting a tiger with

Best high powered rifle around,

And so fret not about the myth

That tiger hunting skills abound.

I am hunting a tiger, sure

By days end I'll have made my kill.

Suddenly, above there's a blur,

And I'm not so sure of my skill.

Determined tiger flies at me,

Tiger's trophy I soon will be.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Deep Dark Within Me

I have outlived all family,

Living alone in time and place.

Each night is the hardest for me,

When dark and deep, I'm forced to face

Of being in the moment now.

I struggle desperately to find

Something to grab on to somehow,

Allay my fears and calm my mind.

Is this now my final night, or

Will I awake to a new dawn?

Silence, I can't bear anymore.

I have to leave the T.V. on.

More years, poor health, my twilight zone,

I feel afraid to be alone.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Role Play

The wife wanted us to role play,

Using a movie on a whim,

"The Fast and the Furious," hey,

The wife, hot her and me, hot him.

Wow, the wife dressed her part so well,

Lot of shown skin, scantily clad.

Gonna be so great, I could tell,

The best time in bed to be had.

I dressed the part of a bad dude,

Lots of leather and a shaved head,

Trying to act lustful and lewd,

As I joined the wife on the bed.

We role played the movie for sure,

Fast was me, furious was her.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 House Guest

It is a new house I've come to,

Always interesting for me,

Complete inspection, always do,

Check out what kind of place I be.

Anything lively going on,

I want to check out right away.

Never know what I'll come upon.

A lot can happen night or day,

So whatever, whoever here,

I've got my eyes on one and all.

As airborne, I carefully steer,

Buzzing around from wall to wall.

Just ordinary things for I

On walls land wings of this house fly.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Change of Approach

Born and raised in the alley, I

Had a Momma who taught me right,

Not be like those who'd screech and cry

All wee hours, but be polite.

My Momma taught me that for sure

Having good manners was best way

To go about impressing her,

Present myself during the day.

Too off putting be nightly roam

And making racket, Momma said,

Better visit her at her home,

Other suitors, I'd be ahead.

So door to door, Tom Cat, I be

Looking for Miss Kitty for me.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Innocent Intent

I saw her down there, plainly dead.

Something awful happened to her.

Her mouth was oozing bloody red.

I headed down, just to make sure.

A lovely lady she had been.

But now in death, she was pale white,

Victim of horrid crime and sin.

What happened to her, just not right.

And now upon her lips I be.

I hope she wouldn't think me wrong,

Meaning no offense, certainly,

And do not plan on staying long.

I wish not to further assault.

This butterfly seeks source of salt.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 State of the Union

The U.S. torn 'tween them and us,

And torn 'tween the have and have not.

Torn would rather cuss than discuss,

So no solution  really sought.

The U.S. is torn 'tween left and right,

And is torn 'tween the blue and red,

And torn 'tween the white and non white.

More want to tear, less want to thread.

The U.S. is torn by leaders who

Tell the truth less, tell the lies more.

What We the People know be true,

We're heading to a civil war.

State of the U.S. Union be

Helluva lot disunity.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Log Lady

Called the Log Lady, because she

Always did carry a small log,

And claimed to all that the log be

Often with her in dialog.

And in the woods, Log Lady would

Walk through with the log in her arms.

She felt the woods, her neighborhood,

Protected her from any harms.

Log Lady tried real hard to live

With and among the humankind,

But found her woods had most to give

To better her heart, soul and mind.

"The woods are wondrous here, but strange,"

Log Lady then to tree did change.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 "February" for Me

She likes to write poems a lot.

"February," current one be.

But most of it, as well it ought,

Is written mostly about me,

Especially my morning thing

Of waking up the sleepy head.

So far my ritual's working,

Which would change, come time she be dead.

I don't know what she'd do if I

Was not in her face to wake up.

What a sad soul she'd be if my

Fur ball self wasn't on her, yup!

It's "February," what the heck!

"Purr"fect poem, this cat did check!