Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Just My Luck

I'm deemed the seamen good luck charm,

So in a trap myself got caught

By ship of fools who caused me harm.

I was made to suffer a lot.

So my bad luck I chose to share.

No good luck for this ship from me,

As this ship's crew was unaware

That my comrades in wings did be

Flying by thousands from above,

Catching this ship's crew by surprise,

By landing with such impact of

Causing the whole ship to capsize.

Albatross 'round this ship crews' neck,

I got my payback, what the heck!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Hope Lives Eternal

"Man cannot live by bread alone,"

Jesus did say when tempted by

The devil to turn bread from stone.

Jesus chose not to do so. Why?

Yes, He was hungry in the wild,

And knew such power, yes He had.

But because Jesus be God's Child,

Such use of power would be bad,

Giving the devil food for goal

To prove that Jesus only be

Just another false, selfish soul,

Hopeless of God's divinity.

And Jesus proved the devil wrong,

Kept hope in God, steadfast and strong.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Your Diamond Girl

Your Diamond Girl you call me, and

Say I am precious, say I shine.

Such a nickname, I understand,

And certainly does suit me fine.

Your Diamond Girl, I'm rare for you,

A radiant, beautiful child.

You very much like that I do

Like a lot to be roaming wild.

Your Diamond Girl, you say you could

Another like me never find.

All of this from you sounds so good.

So just one question on my mind.

If your Diamond Girl I do be,

How 'bout buying diamonds for me?

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Home and Land of the Dumbing Down

We the people of U.S.A.

Keep letting elites, right and left,

Keep dumbing us down, the elites' way

To give elites all the more might.

Of course elites do shift around,

Whichever side best trick and lie,

Gets the more people dumber bound.

We've got dumb in endless supply.

Future elites will make a deal,

Of course at such elites do scoff,

Smarter foreigns await for real,

Will buy left or right elites off.

This fact to China, most welcome,

U.S.A. just getting more dumb.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Fret Not

Into an evil land I be

Born, but the Bible taught me young,

Truth and righteousness is in me,

Beware of wicked act and tongue.

And yes, through many years I live,

The wickedness looms all around.

The Lord within me helps forgive

My questioning of where I'm bound.

I feel I am a chosen one,

Blessed by the Lord to trust His path

To walk until this life is done,

For salvation from evil's wrath.

Patient in this evil land, I

Live righteously until I die.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Cracked Up from Cracked Down

My ulna bone is feeling sad

Over a healing not gone well,

Concerning a break that it had,

And needs resurgery, do tell.

Since for this, I will be knocked out,

I've called upon my funny bone,

My humerus, some jokes to shout,

Lightening up my whole arm zone.

Maybe having a little fun

Will ease my ulna's sad a bit,

While surgery is being done.

A few bone jokes could be a hit.

Hopefully, my ulna bone will

Laugh at jokes my humerus spill.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Trust Disgust

"Trust me, trust me, trust me," all ask,

While promising all that and this,

To try to garner our trust task.

Gullible babies, they all kiss

Us with their lips that flap a lot

Out of their mouths, whichever side

Gets most support from us they've sought,

To trust in all the stuff they've lied.

We should have learned the truth by now.

The only trust in them we need,

Is sooner or later, somehow,

They all earn mistrust by misdeed.

All politicians beg for trust,

Whenever given, later cussed.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Blue Lagoon

The Blue Lagoon in Iceland be

Self cleansing ecosystem that

Does welcome the public like me

To share its soothing habitat.

A winter evening that I sought

To soak some in these waters with

Connection to history I've got,

Contributing to human myth

That Vikings to Valhalla bound,

Found portal underwater here.

Volcanic mountains all around,

Old lava field, flow to appear.

Weather is faint dark blue and warm

Within this lagoon's calming charm.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Redecorate My Room

Redo my room does come to mind.

Cover the ceiling and the floor.

A lot of it, I need to find.

Cover all the walls and the door.

And of course, must cover my bed.

Use it for sheets and blankets to

Keep them from getting in my head.

With lots of it, I can redo

My room to block out their mayhem

That they want to be causing me.

Redo my room with it stops them.

All throughout my room it must be.

Just tin foil will protect me well,

Keep me safe in my padded cell.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 No Longer My Excuse

I used to drink an awful lot,

Became an addiction for me,

And very handy when I sought

An excuse for the wreck I be.

Whenever so badly I stunk

At what I'd thought and what I'd done,

I would remind I was a drunk.

That's why I was the guilty one.

Just another crutch for drinking,

The victim role I would self cast.

Not at fault was my wrong thinking.

I got help, got sober at last.

Thinking and doing right, my aim.

Wrong drunk, I can no longer blame.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Young Gardener

In our poor neighborhood is

A community garden where

I am learning a lot, gee whiz,

On growing plants with loving care.

My Mom and Dad say that I will,

Even though only eight years old,

Learn from them good gardening skill.

In heart and mind and hands I hold

The hope to help turn just bare ground,

With time and effort, to make true,

Fruits, veggies and flowers abound.

I am so proud of this I do.

A young gardener I do be,

Helping to feed my family.