Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Un Independence Day

July Fourth, Independence Day,

Two hundred and fifty first one,

Final attack on U.S.A.,

Freedom experiment undone.

Invaders first came from within,

Making We the People believe

Ideals on which We did begin,

Now billionaire tools to deceive.

And so were voted in those who

Be pawns to powerful abroad.

We the People, now puppets, true,

U.S.A. now under un God.

It will be easy as could please,

Takeover by Communist Chinese.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Anubis

I am Anubis, I'm your guide

For your trip from living to dead.

You will need to get mummified,

I'm thinking in my jackal head.

So all your body juices, first,

I will be sucking out of you.

And when you're oh so dry, you'll thirst

For my embalming fluid to

Keep you from natural decay.

I want your trip to go real well,

And not be all rotted away,

Arriving in heaven or hell.

In my capable hands you be,

Now most mummy dearest to me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Win with Grin

The wife got very mad at me,

Gave her left hook right at my face.

A lot of pain and blood there be,

Front tooth of mine knocked out of place.

The wife was not at all concerned,

As off to the dentist I went.

The dentist, Japanese, I learned,

Art of kintsugi did present.

The wife would scoff at such a mend,

Using this to highlight what's broke.

But what a message it would send

Her, along with a last laugh stroke.

The wife does glare at me quite cold,

I sport my new front tooth of gold.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Wishful Thinking

Mowing the lawn, his given chore.

We're always anxious about this,

But know that he likes writing more,

For the time being, gives us bliss.

We deem mowing to be attack,

That gives all of us a bad day.

Even though we do soon come back,

We all hope for prolonged delay.

He now has put his writing down.

Look at the mower, he does take.

From us comes a collective frown,

That we dandelions all make.

Unhappy outcome we do find,

Mowing the lawn back on his mind.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 A Traitor, You

A traitor, you're found guilty of

Entering, then breaking my heart,

In cruel betrayal of my love,

Ripping my happiness apart.

A traitor, you ran away from

The good love nest I thought we built.

You must have thought I am too dumb

To ever find you full of guilt.

A traitor, you now dare to bring

More pain and grief to me to bear,

By flaunting off your latest fling,

Making me one you must beware.

A traitor, you're found guilty sure.

Now I'm you're executioner.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Jim's Collection

Jim for decades collected us.

We're even kept in our own drawer.

Button garments, we are the plus

Spare button, o'er time, more and more.

Oft us, Jim did accumulate.

None of us ever needed though,

Cuz Jim would never hesitate,

Buy something new, rather than sew.

We only saw Jim when he'd add

A new spare button to our bunch.

Jim, old and ill, the news be sad,

He's gone now, as we had a hunch.

Today, they're gonna bury Jim.

We buttons doubt we'll go with him.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Best Friend

He adopted me, so I came

To live with him in his small place.

His wife recently died, a shame,

Now he was a misery case.

He's old and becoming more ill,

Won't be long and he'll join his wife.

But I can help him while he's still

Living out the rest of his life.

Whenever he is feeling blue,

A solace for him I can be.

Instinct will tell me what to do.

He can always depend on me.

I will stay with him till his end,

And this dog will be his best friend.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 This Veteran

This veteran returned from war,

Badly wounded but still alive,

Who I knew had helped many more

Escape from threat and to survive.

This veteran from wounds would heal,

But many wounds stayed raw inside,

And which forever he would feel

For comrades of his who had died.

This veteran, I know does not

Like to talk of war times he had,

But I know that he cares a lot

About his service, that's my Dad.

When asked, this veteran does tell,

"Truest heroes are those who fell."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Blowin' in the Wind

Ma and Pa, my sister and I,

At first thought it would be no harm,

But seemed to stay forever be

Upon our Oklahoma farm.

We stayed indoors as much we could,

But livestock needed tendin,' so

We ventured out, did little good,

Blindin' us in its swirlin' blow,

Smellin' like fire swept up the nose,

A gritty, bitter mouthful taste,

Waves hittin' us in ebbs and flows,

Layin' us in a hopeless waste.

We did to survive what we must,

As all around us, blowin' dust.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 My Theory of Relativity

Sword of Damocles, who was kin

Of mine long centuries ago.

Many a king thought he could win,

But every king to death did go.

Most by the sword, but some with fear,

The sword always hung over them,

So made a bad reigning career,

Causing around the world mayhem,

As Damocles ancestor, I'd

Thought I would have an edge to be

Ruler of the whole world, so tried,

And conquered all successfully.

Sword of Damocles struck my head,

Powered to world queen, but now dead.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Charon

Ferryman of the Underworld,

I, Charon, am stuck in this job,

Never a break in death unfurled,

I get the bodies by the gob,

To ferry over River Styx,

After a toll to me be paid.

Sometimes, I will put in a fix,

Like deal with live Hercules I made.

But doing this for centuries

Has truly become such a bore.

I need find something new to ease

The same ol', same ol' of this chore.

So I've joined a dating website,

Take my mind off this ferry plight.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 End of My Love

I remember the day she came,

The cute girl who moved in next door.

I found out Susie was her name.

My love for her grew all the more,

As through the summer we would go

On walks to the park, and would ride

The playground rides. All I did know

Was feeling oh so good inside.

As school would open soon, we made

Plans being there that we could choose,

Both of us starting second grade.

Then Susie gave me the sad news.

Gee whiz, my love ended the day,

Susie and her folks moved away.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Commitment  

Marriage as institution is

Requiring commitment, the wife

So often yells at me, gee whiz,

I feel condemned to doing life.

First falling in, then out of love,

Now for the wife, I feel just hate,

And getting so sick and tired of

This marriage that's doomed to ill fate.

The wife refuses to divorce

Me, so I'm getting all the more

Mentally unstable of course.

I'm going crazy to my core.

In a funny farm I now be,

That's where the wife committed me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Better, Not Bitter

I'm chocoholic since quite young,

But remember that first time it

Tasted so bitter to my tongue,

Baking chocolate, not a hit.

So since that time, made sure of course

That any chocolate I had,

Be sweetened by a sugar source,

Be such a combo, I be glad.

But sugar diabetes, I

Acquired from all that sugar in

Chocolate, but then came supply,

Non sugar sweeteners, a win.

Better, not bitter, chocolate treat,

When mixed with substance making it sweet.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Crowd Walking

In the city I walk a lot.

I must do so, and always I'm

With huge crowds of walkers who've got

To be walking at the same time.

I truly don't like to be stuck

In a huge crowd like a sardine

Pressed with others in a can, yuck,

Ever pushed and shoved 'twixt and 'tween.

And so a thought did come to me,

How walkers would give me more space,

While still in a huge crowd I'd be,

And walking at a normal pace.

Best way to walk in crowds, I think,

Be sure that as I walk, I stink.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Wifey Wins, Hubby Loses

Wifey and Hubby play a game

Of cards, each card being dealt up.

Both of the spouses have the aim

Of beating the other one, yup.

Wifey well knows that Hubby is

Always quite a bad loser, and

So she makes it serious biz

That she is gonna win this hand.

And sure enough, card flipped up be

For poor Hubby the losing one.

As Wifey giggles at him, she

Is again having all the fun.

Flipped me, the Joker, with the news,

All his marbles, Hubby does lose.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Dad's Secret

"The Brady Bunch," hit T.V. show

Of the 1970's that

Family viewers came to know

In a warm, loving habitat.

But Dad was in the closet gay.

Mom and others in show knew this.

If public knew, would end bad way,

Cancellation, this show of bliss.

So Dad and Mom and others would

Not divulge Dad's secret, so be

A run for the show, pretty good,

As a squeaky clean family.

Finale stuff, Dad fumed about,

So the show's bosses wrote Dad out.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 The Wife of Me

The wife, I married not by choice,

But by her daddy's clear intent,

With his shotgun and his firm voice,

The message to me clearly sent.

The wife desires I believe that

I won't regret this choice as made,

Me with her in our habitat,

Her daddy's wish won't be betrayed.

The wife reminds me constantly,

That for me to think otherwise,

Is surely no thought that should be,

Becuz her daddy's wrath would rise.

The wife does truly get upset

When told our marriage, I regret.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Ever To and From War

The powerful choose to wage war,

And send the powerless to fight.

The rich get richer while the poor

Are sent for causes rarely right.

Battle after battle be fought,

Some of them won, some of them lost.

The fighting pawns suffer a lot.

Just surviving comes at a cost.

Those who don't die are wounded some,

In body, heart and soul and mind,

Some never to recover from

Continuous game of war kind.

The powerful pick merchandise,

The powerless to pay the price.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Get Over Me

I hear you're still complaining of

All of the wrongs that I done you.

Hell, I can't help you fell in love

With me, I never asked you to.

With you, I soon did understand

You be a downer, always bound

To be in cemetery land.

Became a bummer, you around,

And so I dropped you like a rock,

Then ran away as quick I could.

Maybe it comes to you a shock,

My life with you was not that good.

I sure would have stayed with you, bitch,

If I'd known you would get so rich.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Heat of the Moment

Together in this time and place,

Both being in a state of bliss,

Arms wrapped around in close embrace,

Great expectations for our kiss.

Our eyes do meet in messaging

Our mutual consent to be,

Emphasized in heavy breathing,

In anticipation that we

Will very soon let our lips lock,

As moving forces meant to meet,

Sensing lovely electric shock,

Generating a lot of heat.

You hot pepper me with desire,

Surely catching my lips on fire.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Time in God's Time

In the Bible, I often read

Of Kairos, God's time, tales of old,

Teaching lessons of life indeed,

Still applicable as when told.

When I was young in Sunday School,

The Bible stories were taught me,

Especially the Golden Rule,

That still today, as then should be.

The times the Bible tells of this,

Thousands of years ago, are still

Teaching me that I should not sin.

I should conform mine to God's will.

Chronologically now old, I'm

Seeking salvation in God's time.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Hopper Whopper

Dan'l Webster, jumper, well trained

For jumping competition set.

No one in the county complained,

So on Dan'l was heavy bet.

But when came time for Dan'l to

Jump, he just could not move at all.

Judges did what they had to do,

Dan'l, the loser, was the call.

Later, Dan'l belched out some lead

Pellets, causing big gain in weight,

Not knowing Dan'l had been fed

By his competition, ill fate.

This Mark Twain tale made history,

Sport of frog jumping came to be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Touchy

An old veteran, I got to

Go on a base and get to see

A stealth fighter, visible true,

Right out in the open it be.

Even though I could see it fine,

It was quite a distance away,

Past a rope with "No Touching" sign.

I wanted a closer display,

So I went past the rope, right up

To the stealth fighter, fast I got.

Then I reached out and touched it, yup,

Would blame I'm feeble if was caught.

After touching it, I can vouch

I heard that stealth fighter yell, "Ouch!"

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 In My Nature

The man's best friend, he said I be.

We be together a long time.

He could always depend on me

To stay with him as long as I'm

Getting fed the food that I need.

And he did feed me very well,

I appreciated indeed,

And contented with him, did dwell.

But then nature did take her course,

And hunger within me did grow.

I had to find a new meat source.

Naturally, to him I did go.

My friend, the man, is now dead meat,

And I, a hungry dog, must eat.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 They've Never Met

My heart tells me I should do this.

My mind tells me I should do that.

If this and that were same, pure bliss

Throughout my being habitat.

But alas, this my heart tells me

Is never that, my mind does tell.

So always there's uncertainty

Within my being where I dwell.

Both right and wrong be mind and heart,

So can't say either tells me best.

But worst is feeling ripped apart,

When they are both put to the test.

Two things in me keep me upset,

My mind and heart, who've never met.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Loss of a King

King Charles the First of England be

A king who thought he held the crown

By right of God's divinity.

Thinking otherwise, he put down

As corruptible to his reign,

And would be fought with all his will,

While on the throne he did remain,

Divine destiny to fulfill.

So then became a test of might,

Rebels against the king arose.

King Charles sent his armies to fight,

But victory went to his foes.

Parliament ruled the king be dead.

Over crown right, Charles lost his head.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Answer to Your Question

What if? questions from you to me

Are really getting hard to hear.

I know you hope my answer be

That in our relationship, we're

Gonna be such a perfect pair,

And all your what ifs? answered by

Me, erasing all your despair.

But I've got no reason to lie,

So I'm gonna do what you ask.

The hole you've dug, I will fulfill

The sad but necessary task

Of shutting you up with a kill.

What if? What if? What if? What if?

Here' your answer, you're now a stiff.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Current Chapter

Decades back, my life did begin.

It's true that time does seem to fly.

Now my 7th chapter I'm in,

Statistics say that soon I'll die.

In Chicago, long my home town,

Along the Lake I often walk.

But older I get, I tire down,

Time chips away at this old block.

Yet able still to volunteer

At the lovely Lincoln Park Zoo.

Being there puts me in best cheer,

That still there's much to think and do.

From fact to fiction dream I nurse,

Maybe my chapters will reverse.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Elemental

The Santa Ana winds do blow

Savage wildfires out of control,

And my home to ashes does go.

I feel such loss deep in my soul.

Then all around me starts to shake,

And water mains violently burst,

Another California quake,

Not good, but would not be the worst.

Earth, wind and fire, together be

Reminders of nature's cruel force.

But part of nature, also me,

So I seek help from nature's source.

And on my knees I fall and pray,

In faith that God will show my way.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Nightshade & Nectar

I be a Nightshade plant who is

Oft visited by insects who

Slurp up my nectar making biz.

In turn pollination they'll do.

Some bugs bug, meant to or not.

Then sugary "wound" nectar, I

Make, summoning friend ants, a lot,

Who feed on my nectar supply.

And then, in return, defend me best,

Attacking those bugs bugging me,

And ridding me of such a pest.

A sweet alliance this does be.

Friends are called on by this Nightshade,

Depending on nectar I've made.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Misplaced Normalcy

In the beginning be ideal

As a destination to go,

To be of service, true and real.

Privilege upon meant to bestow

The goer with the senders' trust,

The goer would work hard and long,

To be a part of good and just,

And not to go for selfish wrong.

But such ideal did not long last,

As over time the goers went,

And chose self serving vote be cast,

As self be prime to represent.

Going to U.S. Congress for

Self greed is normal, more and more.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Performer Extraordinaire

I am a quite unique songbird,

Bach concertos I always sing.

For a canary, seems absurd,

So to humans I love to bring

My music to them to astound.

Unannounced, I like to appear,

Often visiting them homebound,

Where I do sing and they do hear

This gift of nature given me.

Of course, I prefer humans who,

For them a welcome sound I be,

Appreciating my Bach, true.

The human world, I always shock

When I sing to all, "I'll be Bach!"

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Paint My Thanks

She welcomed me when I first came.

I knew that we would get along.

Soon I learned that Sue is her name,

First impression of her, not wrong.

Sue encouraged me to take up

Painting to spend some of my time.

It's fun, and so to thank her, yup,

A special gift for Sue, now I'm

Using lots of yellow and green

Paint, main colors that Sue does wear,

A painting to show that I mean

A lot of thanks for her great care.

This monkey's thanks for Sue I do,

Painting my keeper at the zoo.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Sign

U.S. healthcare executive,

Killed by a dreamy looking guy,

Who judged the villain should not live,

Woke brand of justice should apply,

No matter, murder be a crime,

The dreamy guy got off scot free,

Happening in woke place and time

Of the U.S. society.

Autograph seekers outside court

Swarm the dreamy guy, all to get

His autograph, that they can sport

To their social media set.

Cold blooded murderer let out,

Did a public service, no doubt.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 The Bendable Law

The Constitution taught to me,

A white kid, in school long ago,

Sounded a good document be,

Its benefits, all I did know.

But through my years, I saw and heard

A lot of controversy came

When the Constitution's last word,

The Supreme Court said, was held to blame

For wrongs and injustices done

To fellow We the People who

Did feel the ideals once begun,

The Constitution did undo.

The U.S. Constitution ideal,

For many We the People, unreal.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Spicy Tale

We be together, time and place,

For added flavoring, both used.

For her I got such a hot case,

But she stayed cold and not amused.

And so I tried to sprinkle her

With bits and pieces of my yearn.

But all I got served back for sure

Was her cold shoulder in return.

And then she even went to court,

Cease and desist order on me,

Charged with being too pungent sort,

I was shaken. How could this be?

A spicy tale, pepper at fault,

Unwanted sensual assault.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 The Pink Pillbox Hat

Jacqueline Kennedy wore me,

The pink pillbox hat, the day when

President Kennedy and she

Were in Dallas, Texas, and then,

Sadly, the President was shot,

And in Parkland Hospital, died.

To there, the First Lady was brought,

And then shortly afterward, I'd

Be removed by my Lady to

Be given to someone to hold.

A disappearance then I'd do,

And my whereabouts never told.

Been missing since that fateful day,

I know where I am, but can't say.