Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Mismatched Musk

Elon Musk, the world's richest man,

In dollars terms, but little sense

How peeving President Trump can

Bring unprofitable laments.

Musk must have got bug up his butt,

Maybe over the Trump backed bill.

Musk doesn't think does enough cut,

So can't swallow such bitter pill.

And so talks trash about Trump for

Some reasons only known to him.

But this rich guy made a choice poor

For acting out on such a whim.

When under personal attack,

No doubt Trump will get a payback.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Flight Pattern

I fell in love and then fell out,

My feeling  for each falling be

One of up, one of down, no doubt,

But lasting lesson learned by me.

Falling in love I feel that I,

Like Icarus, flew toward the sun,

Like Icarus, could fly too high,

Like Icarus, my pride undone.

So the relationship I let

Go only to a safe point of

Where the good turning bad, best bet,

So change my course while still good love.

Sometimes when changing course is sought,

My lover feels the same, or not.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Shell I Tell

Sea mollusk, nautilus, I be

Especially proud of my shell,

Strong, pressure resistant 'round me,

Multi chambered in which I dwell.

Dark top, hard to see from above,

Giving it a dark water blend.

But shell bottom camouflaged of

White, a surface water pretend.

So threats from above or below

Most often don't become aware,

Since to them as water I show,

Go their way, leaving me safe there.

But if attacked I can retreat

Inside my shell and close it neat.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Our Visit Cut Short

It's boring here in Cabot Cove,

Had no recent murders to solve.

So thought of you in Pleasant Grove,

And booked a trip which will involve

A couple of planes and a cab.

I know of course that seeing you

Could trigger a killer to nab.

So many killed who I once knew.

But there's no need for you to fret.

We will have some time to catch up

Before whatever's coming yet,

Which could be a best seller, yup!

Coming to visit you and I

Will solve the crime after you die.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Shapeshifter

A drunk killed my child on a binge.

To the devil I sold my soul,

So on drunks I could take revenge.

My hatred for drunk men is whole.

As a beautiful woman, I

Lure the drunk man into my bed,

Then transformation I apply,

Clawing the victim till he's dead.

A giant owl I turn into,

With talons sharper than a knife.

There is nothing the drunk can do

But watch me cut away his life.

With each victim corpse I then deal,

By consuming it as a meal.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The Nature I Know

At times I've heard passersby tell

Of pleasure in the pathless woods.

There's nothing like that where I dwell

Here in these busy neighborhoods.

A rapture on the lonely shore,

I hear talk of, but still late night,

Lake Michigan's music may roar,

But always some folks in my sight.

The nature that I know does be

So ever mixed with humankind,

So to exist, instinctively,

I must make do with what I find.

The city life in Chicago

Is all this coyote will know.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Unnegative

Into a big sinkhole it fell,

The U.S. Capitol with all

The Congress people. Gone to hell?

It was bipartisan downfall.

Rescue efforts to no avail,

A swamp the sinkhole fast became.

And draining it of course did fail,

With finger pointing who to blame.

Public opinion went from shock

To maybe for the best indeed.

Cool quiet where had been hot talk.

Leave the space as is was agreed.

Unhotaired Washington, D.C.,

As underground unCongress be.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Cherry Blossoms Place and Time

We met under the cherry tree

In spring when cherry blossoms were

Abloom in pink and white, and we

Let the romance of them occur.

Each day at lunch time we would meet,

Brown bagging from offices near.

And under the blossoms we'd eat

For an hour to share so dear.

Days turned into a week then two,

And with each day the blossoms would

Fall more and more as blossoms do,

The time and place for us so good.

When the cherry blossoms were gone,

We two decided to move on.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Witchful Inking

This witch is back from fires of hell,

Back in my house deep in the wood.

The Brothers Grimm, under my spell,

Their fairy tale changed for my good,

And for the bad of my guests who

Tricked me in the first version so

I ended up cooked by these two

Young rascals, but this time they'll know

Not to mess with this witch's will.

Once again they are on their way

To visit, this time I'll fulfill

My appetite as they're buffet.

Hansel and Gretel this time be

Both happy ending meals for me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Pride in My Colors

I am the rainbow flag for Pride,

Flying proudly the month of June,

When came a quarrel from my inside.

'Twixt and 'tween red and blue were strewn

Lots of nasty words back and forth,

All over feud from politics.

Red went right south and blue left north,

Leaving two gaps in me to fix.

I sent my other colors out.

Some went to red, some went to blue.

Come back together came about,

As I the rainbow flag, Pride knew.

In a rush before July comes,

Red and blue are again chums.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 A Quilter

Dwight D. Eisenhower be

A quilter in his younger days,

Helping mother, Ida, as she

Encouraged Dwight's work with her praise.

A tumbling block quilt that they made

Is still a cover on a bed.

In Ike's birthplace home it's displayed

As a future President's spread.

Many a quilt was pieced and done

In their simple, humble home by

Eisenhower mother and son,

With love and skill both did apply.

Quilting with Mom helped Ike indeed

Learn patience he would later need.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Wear and Pair

A picture of a hug and kiss

By a young couple is meant to

Advertise some clothing on this

Couple to seek to sell that who

Ever wears these clothes can also

Reach such passion shown by this pair.

All who purchase these clothes will know

Pure ecstasy because they wear

The clothes designed to make the make

For wearers any time and place,

Well outfitted for romance sake,

And no wrinkling from hot embrace.

I scrutinize the pic and scoff,

"When couple couples, clothes go off!"

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Depressive Heat

Politicians and bureaucrats

I'm doomed to hear most everywhere,

Depressing me with all their chats,

Spinning lies out in their hot air,

Enveloping me in foul heat.

Mass media aids and abets

For my attention to compete,

Leaving me with vexing regrets

That I allowed myself once more

To be recipient of blow

From government blowhards galore,

Causing more depression I show.

Buffoons of politics I tell.

"Take you hot air and go to hell."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Romance of Poe

"Romance," a poem Poe did write

In respite from horror and gore

Makes romance for him much more light,

First as a parakeet before

Poe had matured and still a child,

Teaching him the words to belie

While being in such woods so wild.

But when Poe's older, unknown why,

Romance into a condor turned,

Aggressively pursuing Poe,

Instilling a passion that burned,

Perhaps something he should not know.

So Poe concluded with his rhyme,

Romance flew at him like a crime.