Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Just the Tapper

Anytime this blackbird bored be,

I look for humans to poke fun,

Just like that Raven, kin of me,

Back with weird Mr. Poe had done,

Who did some tapping on a door,

And drove weird Mr. Poe more mad,

By quothing over, "Nevermore."

Birds know with tapping fun be had.

Tapping on windows, I prefer,

So I can see humans react,

And seeing such is fun for sure.

Humans are weird, and that's a fact!

Just a window tapper be I,

No desire be baked in a pie.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 In the Making

Arthur and wizard Merlin failed

Kingdom of Camelot with war.

Men fought and died and women wailed

That human life should be much more.

Lady of the Lake had at first

Given Arthur and Merlin aid,

But when her hope for best turned worst,

A decision the Lady made,

Causing Arthur and Merlin to

Lose the Camelot kingdom till

A queendom the Lady would do,

A best destiny to fulfill.

Return of Lady of the Lake

To bring peace for humankind sake.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Final Stretch

The wife, stranger than her norm strange,

Was told by my mother in law,

A hit on her I did arrange,

And for the wife, the final straw.

I looked the wife in her face straight,

Thinking this a strategic way

To boldly lie to my mad mate,

Cuz from the truth I needed stray.

My mother in law, such a strain,

Always telling the wife truth that

Always caused the wife to complain

My being a cheating tom cat.

I guess that is why I'm now here,

Laid out in this morgue stratosphere.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Wednesday Blues

Only half way through the work week,

The boss is heavy on my back.

Weekend oasis I sure seek.

I always seem to have the knack,

Getting a tyrannical boss

Who drives me to the very brink

Of wanting to give him a toss.

But unemployment sure does stink.

And so I've got the Wednesday blues,

Just have to drag myself through it,

Carry the weight of a boss, who's

Making me so mad I could spit.

Of course what can this camel say?

Every work week day is hump day!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The Bridge I Now Cross

When I was younger, I would fight

A lot, and even went to war,

So self assured this was all right.

Such outside stuff, my inside tore

Me up, and I drove myself to

Bad addictions to numb my pain.

Then helped to a bridge, I, anew,

Began to cross, began to gain

More peace in body, mind and soul,

To be a useful person, who'll

Try to help others as my goal,

And strive to live the Golden Rule.

Upon death, my crossing will cease.

I hope to hold all inner peace.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I'm Named for a Deadly Sin

Most of my time I'm in my tree,

Where food, water and shelter is.

Just go to ground to poop and pee,

Right back up tree after done biz.

When English speaking folks first found

Me, after I was watched a while,

I got a name that was renowned

For a deadly sin, made me smile,

As I realized there and then,

Only humans need words for such,

Cuz only humans commit sin.

Mine is no sin, though do it much.

Instinctively, I just knoweth,

A sinless sloth, I just sloweth.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Artemis

Forever, humans have sought to

Ask me as goddess of night glow,

Give them my blessing to pursue

The better of me all to know.

And so in honor of my fame,

The Artemis now comes to me,

In in some boldness, bears my name,

Coming to me in their journey.

Such homage I deem be good worth,

So in my welcoming I shine

Upon all life there is on Earth,

In wonder and in awe of mine.

I, Artemis, allow this chance,

Mere mortals around me to dance.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 He Would Not Listen to Me

I raised him up, my pride and joy,

Hoping he'd become a good man.

He was determined, still a boy,

To do his own and not my plan.

And so he practiced night and day

To be the best at it he could.

And often to me he would say,

"I'm better at it than just good."

Then came the time he chose to leave,

Assuring me he'd be all right.

And nothing I could do but grieve,

Knowing that he would lose the fight.

Too many a boy draws his gun,

Too many a Ma mourns her son.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 His Finale Song

In the woods, I'm taking a nap.

Some noise wakes me up suddenly.

And annoying, my mind does snap,

That such an intrusion does be.

I see and hear some guy who is

Singing very loudly a song

That negatively minds my biz,

And must be punished for such wrong.

So by the river, through the trees,

As he does run, I give him chase.

Of course, I catch him with such ease.

He loses, and I win the race.

A hard lesson, he's now aware,

Do not wake up a grumpy bear.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Faith in Me

My master told me he'd be gone

For quite a while, in the meantime

He said he depended upon

Me, his servant, and so now I'm

Entrusted with my master's house

And its care until his return.

Will I serve well, or will I louse

It up? An unknown that I yearn

To know. Will I be worst or best?

Of myself, I am not so sure.

Serving my master is a test

For me, that each day does occur.

My master left with faith in me.

When he returns, who will I be?

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Mission Possible?

We need take Iran at its word,

U.S. "Great Satan" must return

To hell, however that's procured.

Iran threatens U.S. to burn

In a nuclear attack, so

This U.S. President, indeed,

Whether right or wrong, yes or no,

Uses the U.S. might to lead

To destroying once and for all

Iran's sought nuke capacity.

Maybe right, maybe wrong call,

That's up to future history.

The only way Iran wants peace,

If the U.S. comes to cease.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 My Choice to Vote

When I was single I did not

Take the time and effort to vote.

Politicians, alike a lot,

Lie to get elected I note.

And once in office, only do

What keeps power and money more

In their pockets, that is them true.

So why bother with voting chore?

Then something happened, changed my mind,

And now I vote for balanced life.

I love her, but she's wrong, I find,

On all the issues, my dear wife.

I choose to vote today, no doubt,

To cancel the wife's wrong vote out.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Forever Together

He loved me so, as I loved him.

By the sea together we were,

Our love much more than just mere whim,

A love forever to endure.

Then came time we were torn apart.

From him I was taken away.

I felt him mourn with broken heart.

And so I decided to stay.

Then came to him in dream to plead

That together again we could

Be, for satisfying our need,

To keep our love forever good.

He holds close his Annabel Lee,

Nightly holding the corpse of me.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My "Dog Days of Summer"

"Dog days of summer," cliched phrase

That I looked up history of,

July and August, real hot days,

Females' passions inflamed to love.

The wife has been quite cold of late,

As far as for me is concerned.

Air conditioner, broken fate

By me, with rising heat I yearned,

For the wife's passion to rise too.

But the wife found out that I had

Sabotaged our cool air, and true,

Her temperature rose, she was mad!

The wife is not happy with me.

Out in the dog house I now be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 The Sound of Honey

Hubby and Wifey, owners of

A honey company both had.

But they were no longer in love.

Hubby cheated, Wifey was mad.

One weekend at the honey plant,

Just Wifey and Hubby were there,

Both of them in fierce rave and rant.

Their hostility filled the air.

Hubby went by a honey vat,

Sweet, rich sound of the honey flow.

Wifey snuck where Hubby was at,

Gave a push, and Hubby did go.

As Hubby now honey drowning bound,

Wifey says, "Such mellifluous sound!"

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Sadness of Marigold

Marigold, such a happy soul,

Be with her lover in the car.

Off to be married be their goal,

Their destination, not too far.

But then the car's engine shut down.

Marigold's lover got out to

Look at the engine, with a frown,

And some adjustments he did do.

Then he told Marigold to start

Up the engine, and she did so.

The car lurched forward, broke her heart,

Over her lover, it did go.

As Marigold shed tears, be told,

Poured down in sadness and be gold.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The Stranger at Night

We cows are pastured for the night,

And enjoying the solitude.

But then we all see a flashlight,

And wonder who's 'bout to intrude.

At first with the light in our eyes,

Who holds the light we cannot see.

This time of night is a surprise

That someone at the farm would be.

Then the light goes out and we could

See that a human guy stands there.

Why is he in our neighborhood?

Any reason that we should care?

We watch him walk off in the rain.

Hope he's not from a burger chain.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Triumph to a Point

When young, my best friend and I met,

Friendly competing a prime aim

Between us on a dare and a bet.

The two of us so loved this game.

And so when she came on the scene,

My best friend and I rivalled for

Which one she loved more, 'twixt and 'tween,

As we both wooed her, keeping score.

During this time we both did learn

She was not lovable at all.

Not her, but was the game we'd yearn.

Which of us, victory to call?

Bested my best friend, got my wife,

The worst besting of my whole life.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Barely Barefooted

Walking through the forest one day,

My boots began to hurt my feet.

I still had a long walking way,

So I decided I would treat

My "barking dogs' to a soak in

Nearby refreshing babbling brook.

So sat on a log to begin,

Off my boots and my socks I took.

But just as I had finished that,

From the bushes I heard a sound,

Followed by a blur coming at

Me, I was terror stricken bound.

So, barefooted, I'm up a tree,

Bear footed one, just below me.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Yukon Spell Two

I found and lost my Yukon gold,

Wrote a poem on the Yukon spell.

So am back there in icy cold,

And to the yeller stuff I yell,

"It's lookin' for you that is fun,"

"Especially this time and place."

I'm addicted prospecting one,

Surely an incurable case.

This time and place more gold I found,

When I slipped down a mountainside,

Into a glacier I be bound,

Gold all around me as I died.

A glacier frozen stiff no doubt,

Till global warming thaws me out.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Palm Sunday

A symbol of peace, He chose me

Into Jerusalem to ride.

I heard Him weep before entry,

Not knowing then why, but I tried

Keep His ride as safe as I could,

Stepping carefully through palms thrown,

Making His arrival as good

As my care for Him could be shown.

Into the city, safe and sound,

He dismounted, gave me a smile,

Then to His destiny was bound.

I stayed and watched Him for a while.

Jesus picked me, mere donkey to

Carry Him to outcome He knew.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Crawford Path

In 1819 was the year,

New Hampshire White Mountains, the place,

The Crawford Path was cut through here

By Crawford family to pace

Through the White Mountains forth and back.

Eight and one half miles, and this trail

Ever since for hike and backpack.

Continuous use to avail

For such until today, so is

Deemed oldest used trail in U.S.

And still a scenic route, gee whiz,

So hikers please don't be careless.

Now government run, trail is free

To hike, but to park costs a fee.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Remembered

I remember over long time

I sprouted forth and grew real tall.

And during while, content that I'm

Gathering place, any and all.

But then in time they came and I

Was taken in pieces away,

Providing a building supply.

Parts of me are still on display.

One day a poet even came,

And wrote about me in a poem,

Called me "An Old Tree Stump" by name.

No longer called by any, home.

Exactly why humans chopped me,

I don't know and still stumped I be.