Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Bout

IPhone and Samsung in the ring,

And it was the championship match.

Good and bad vibes each did bring.

They both had baggage to attach,

Through years of competition had,

And they both had their fans worldwide,

Each heavyweight called good and bad.

Both had their secrets kept inside.

One wore white shorts, the other black,

Then faced each other in round one.

And then came the vicious attack.

The call was made, the bout was done.

Off Samsung's ear, IPhone did bite,

And the referee called the fight.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Folks' Fault

Why can't I live somewhere else, I

Asked Mom and Dad when I was young.

I just got their frown in reply,

So on that subject, bit my tongue.

But it got me to thinking that

The folks pissed off powers that be,

Were sent to penal habitat,

And by bad luck, along came me.

A sentence for both their lives whole

Must have been given Mom and Dad,

With no chance of getting parole.

They must have done something real bad.

I'll check them out before next birth,

Make sure the folks are not on Earth.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Chore No More

She passed away, my loving wife.

She had run the household so well.

But now these were chores of my life,

Be more aware of where I dwell.

In the kitchen she long cared for

A fern that hung over the sink.

So that seemed like an easy chore,

Giving the fern a weekly drink,

Which I did as many weeks passed.

One day my daughter did stop by.

As I did chores, she was aghast,

I watered the fern, she asked why.

My daughter's words did disenchant,

"Dad, that fern is a plastic plant."

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Keep Innovating

For centuries millions of us

Are sacrificed for holiday,

For a short time showed such a fuss,

Decorating us for display.

But then the innovating came

Up with nature copying plan.

The spectrum goes from look real aim

To looking weird, so quite a span.

And human innovation now

Could be replaced by the A.I.,

Innovating my kind to wow

Shoppers with wonders to supply.

Maybe safe from Christmas I be,

And live long life as a fir tree.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Secret Window

Newly a teenager, I found

A secret window into me,

That once peeked into, I was bound

To sensing guilty ecstasy.

This secret window, now once shown,

A frequent place for me became

For throbbing pleasure never known,

And leaving me in panting shame.

Of course this secret I did find,

Not tell the folks was no debate.

I'd heard from Mom that I'd go blind

If I should ever masturbate.

Mom staring at me through the door,

My window a secret no more.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Daddy Got "Sick"

I loved Daddy, we had such fun.

Sometimes he'd take me out of school,

Trip to the race track to be done.

Just don't tell Momma, was his rule.

Visit her sister, Momma would.

Daddy and I at home would be.

Daddy's friends from the neighborhood

Came for card games, and they'd let me

Watch them play, even stay up late.

Momma would yell at Daddy for

The "sickness" he had, I did hate

Having the folks fight more and more.

I still remember that sad day,

Our home, Daddy gambled away.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Visitor

Archangel  Ariel did come

To visit me during a dream.

State of nature was worrisome

To her, destruction was extreme

By humankind, and so picked me

To represent the human view.

That since destructive, humans be,

What did I think heaven should do?

So truth to Ariel I told.

Humans would never change ways of

Destruction, and more would unfold.

Humans needed change from above.

Ariel told me she agrees,

Humankind should be turned to trees.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Gluckschmerz

The ex and I got a divorce,

Had community property

Which in the settlement of course,

Went half to her and half to me.

But such property, all in all,

That in marriage we had acquired

Was not a lot, in fact quite small,

And for me left a lot desired.

The divorce was finalized, and

The very next day the ex won

The lottery, I understand

She is now a wealthy woman.

The ex has given me gluckschmerz.

The timing of her good luck hurts.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Sinking Ship

As an only child I did be

Spoiled rotten by both Mom and Dad.

Manipulating both by me

Was developed talent I had.

The hometown we lived in was dry,

But was quite close to the state line,

Which often the folks crossed to buy

Booze, both drunk a lot, which was fine

With me, made it easier to

Manipulate and get my way.

I admit that down deep I knew

Our lives were in disarray.

Slowly my family sunk down,

A sinking ship in a dry town.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Wall Flower

Wall flower I was as a teen,

Another term for introvert.

At school dances I would be seen,

But never asked to dance, which hurt.

To the dances I had to go,

Because Mom was a chaperone,

And said the more that there I'd show,

The more I'd dance, but sat alone.

Finally, Mom gave up on me,

But I still went just to spite her,

Miserable wall flower be.

Dances for me were hell for sure.

Alone with many in the room,

Wondering if I'd ever bloom.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 The Blast from the Past

Seeing the eruption firsthand

Of a close volcano was such

Intense sensing to understand,

Happening so real and so much.

The fiery blast into the air,

In one sense a beautiful sight,

But at the same time, such a scare,

Immense of unfamiliar fright.

Explosive sound with burning smell,

Then taste and touch of ash there be.

All my senses focused on hell

That this was happening to me.

I was lucky, escape I got.

Sadly, others I heard did not.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 For Cherry Blossom Petals

Cherry blossom petals, you were

Only for a brief time to live

In lovely splendor to occur.

In sight and scent, such joy to give

To all the many passersby

Who'd pause to take your wonder in,

As in breezes you fluttered high.

But then in nature's time comes when

The breezes took you from your place.

On final journey through the air,

Unknowing what grounding you'd face.

Please go with pride and not despair.

Fallen from having done duty,

Thanks from this grateful cherry tree.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 The Tigress

She walks by a construction site

Wearing the paint and costume of

A stunning tigress with delight

As a wild creature she does love.

Of course the many catcalls come

From the construction workers who

She dismisses as being dumb,

And so doing dumb stuff they do.

But then a couple of them be

Strutting over real close to her

In a manner menacingly.

They need to be dealt with for sure.

The tigress within stirs no doubt,

As her claws and her fangs come out.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Dreamer

It was such a beautiful day.

The bright sun was shining on me

In the garden, and I did play

Rolling the dice, then sleepy be.

So amid the flowers I found

A cozy soft spot on which I

Stretched comfortably on the ground,

To enjoy a little shuteye.

And in a dream in time and place,

I could see the sun up above,

Looking down with a smiling face,

Spraying my nap with rays of love.

It all started with rolling dice,

And now a garden nap, so nice.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 This Tree of Life

The Sagole Baobab I be.

Muri kunguluwa, my name.

"Tree that roars" the humans call me,

Thanks to blowing wind for that fame.

Now largest baobab tree in

South Africa with my huge size,

A massive trunk with thick bark skin,

Share with all my water supplies.

And share my fruit and leaves as well

With visiting animals and

With animals who in me dwell.

All are welcome, no one is banned.

Humans in charge make humans pay

To visit me, what can I say!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Nintendo DS

I, the Nintendo DS, be

The best handheld gaming console.

In year two thousand four came me,

Wider audience my main goal.

Hundred and fifty million sold

Of me stretching around the world,

So best selling title I hold

As hands on me are still unfurled.

The DS in my name stands for

Dual Screen, the LCD type, two,

A feature which gives gamers more

Interaction options to do.

I would still be the best no doubt,

Alas, Nintendo phased me out.