Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 On/Offish?

An angel fish, I long did stay

With a nice family who named

Me Mr. No Name, but came day,

Being an angel I be aimed

To make my way to heaven where

I should spend a fintastic time

On a high scale without compare.

Once at the Pearly gates and I'm

Gilled up for my eternal bliss.

But then St. Peter I do see.

Now I'm uncertain about this,

On what the future is for me.

I am really nervous, gee whiz,

Once a fisherman, always is!

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Elvis

50's and 60's I grew up

With him, he was my sure star man

My folks at last relented, yup,

Though neither of them be a fan.

Ed Sullivan Show, his debut

On T.V. was my sheer delight.

The folks just frowned as I did view

His performance that special night.

All his records and movies were

As though he performed just for me.

Someday I'd visit him for sure,

Bus trip to Memphis, Tennessee.

The day I heard that Elvis died,

The kid in me broke down and cried.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Passage

We knew the feelings that you had.

When younger, we both had them too,

Feeling that life went worse from bad,

No matter what we'd say or do.

So knowing this, we tried to give

All the understanding we could,

Hoping, through this stage, we'd all live,

And come out at the end for good.

Inheritance by you from us

Of growing up pain to endure,

Then you came out as an A plus.

Your Mom and Dad be proud for sure.

You were our own rebelling kid,

Just like with our parents we did.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Thoreau's Advantage

Henry David Thoreau did write

That "the mass of men lead lives of"

"Quiet desperation," insight

He wrote from the place he did love,

Walden Pond, where he lived alone,

Not in humanity's rat race

To acquire more and more to own.

Thoreau, in nature's lovely place,

Was free to write truth on his mind,

With no one close, a fuss to give,

Unlike most mass of men, to find

A non desperate way to live.

How did Thoreau enjoy his life?

Never did have a nagging wife.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 She Made Me Do It

Here we both are in the back yard.

I've dug a hole to bury you,

Not what I wished in that regard,

But something my spouse made me do,

After she saw you and complained

That was my job to rid her of

Your presence, and sternly maintained

I must do so to show my love.

So I worked out a trap plan that

Would lure you to your final end,

Which happened, and now we're both at

Point of a last farewell, my friend.

We're here now because of my spouse,

Who was afraid of you, a mouse.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Future Foretold

For my thirteenth birthday I went

To a fortune teller to tell

What in the future would present

To make me known so very well.

The fortune teller then told me

When I was much older I would

As a model in artwork be,

Assuring I'd be known for good.

The fortune teller, short on time,

Had to leave with no more detail.

So I guess while growing up, I'm

Waiting such future to avail.

So I will wonder all the while,

Who'll paint my Mona Lisa smile?

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Swiss Cheese Paradox

There's a lot of holes in Swiss cheese,

So more the cheese, the more the holes.

A thought I think which seems to tease

Me, as taking up my mind, it rolls

Around, as I try to do math

Of how much Swiss cheese I should get.

Perplexed, I find myself in wrath

That such is getting me upset.

More cheese I get, more holes there be.

So how much more cheese would it take

To be in the right quantity?

This thinking's making my head ache.

The more Swiss cheese I have, I guess

I really don't have more, but less!

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Choice Between Metaphor and Real

I'm good and have a heart of gold,

And try in all to find their best.

This praise by many I am told,

And hearing such I do feel blessed.

But when I was alone one night,

I was accosted by a thief.

Even though I was filled with fright,

I spoke to him in the belief

That if my words to him were kind,

The thief would feel remorse instead,

And cause the thief to change his mind.

But the thief struck me on my head.

And stolen by this thief so bad,

Heart shaped pendant of gold I had.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 The Great Divide

A lot of time we kids hung out,

Thought and did lots of stupid stuff.

It was a lot of fun no doubt.

But you, I did not care enough

To even ask f your life had

A lot of heavy happening,

That left you in a heap of bad,

With all the hard pain that does bring.

I only wanted you for fun,

And didn't care 'bout your inside.

Then when our being kids was done,

We parted with a great divide.

Good for me, bad for you, was fate,

Should have cared then, but now too late.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Under Study

Advanced life forms have come to Earth

To study species humankind.

Some become human to find worth

Of what goes on in human mind.

Studies have found that humans need

Each other to fill emptiness

Felt if alone in thought and deed.

Over long time, studies assess

Humans in mix be worst to best,

But even at best, bring dismay.

Advanced life forms are not impressed,

Awaiting coming judgement day.

Advanced life forms in habitat

Prefer to have a dog or cat.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Win Some, Lose Some

Fell from heaven, I made a deal

With the boss up there that I could

Use any trick, beg, borrow or steal

Folks to turn bad who were born good.

And lots of folks dug their own hole.

I be their wishing well of sin,

And at well bottom, sell their sole,

Another boss loss and my win.

But once in a while a folk is

Able to get a helping hand,

Do gooders minding my bad biz,

Meddlesome, but I understand.

Some leave me in their wishing well,

Find help to climb out of my hell.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Breakfasting

It is a lovely morning, while

I am enjoying breakfast that

Tastes so good, I give cook a smile,

Such a help in my habitat.

My pirate and I both retired.

I had lots of booty saved up.

My pirate had not, so required

That I offer him a job, yup.

I just awoke from sleep, and so

This cup of coffee should help me

Perk myself up, ready to go,

Cuz a busy parrot I be.

I keep my pirate on as cook,

Scrambles up eggs great with his hook.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Withered Rose Bed

When you and I chose to be wed,

Yes, I had so many dreams of

Always be roses in our bed

As often as we would make love.

But now is not as was before.

Too oft alone in our abode,

Losing the game of tug of war

With you, the rock star, on the road.

And now I mostly get from you

Your morning phone call, after night

Of drinking and cheating you do.

I, just shadow in your spotlight.

You sing "Bed of Roses," I cry,

Once was our truth, but now a lie.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Glutton for Punishment

A lavish banquet being served,

But I was not invited, so

Pulled fire alarm, feeling quite nerved.

And in just minutes, folks did go.

Now with all the food and drink, I'm

Consuming as much as I can,

Knowing I do not have much time

To indulge my appetite span.

Gallons of drink and loads of food

Into myself I quickly stuff,

Causing my tummy to protrude,

Then popping, telling me enough.

No doubt that guilty I do be

Of deadly sin of gluttony.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Beginner Jumper

I've reached the stage in my life, I'm

Instinctively knowing I need

Begin to practice jumping time,

So to excel at this indeed.

First, I lock my back legs in place,

Then energized, spring from my toes,

And up I jump high into space.

Excitement through my body flows.

I am amazed I jump so fast,

Leap hundred times my body size,

Just a second or so does last

From start to end, quite a surprise.

A successful first jump for me,

Just comes natural to this flea.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Early Success

When first I was assigned to him,

I was somewhat nervous about

Cupid shooting arrows at his whim

For making me, I had my doubt.

But soon Cupid scratched himself with

His own arrow, and fell in me

With a lovely maiden in myth.

Cupid was in me with Psyche.

Then the two went through lots of woe.

Psyche didn't feel me until

Her scratch from Cupid's arrow did show,

And both shared me by divine will.

Happily ever after of

Cupid and Psyche with me, love.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Darkness

Jake, my three year old son, had

Longed for Halloween to come so

I would accompany my lad,

His first trick or treating to go.

It was nice weather, still light out,

When Jake and I left home and went

Through our safe neighborhood, no doubt

Jake was thrilled with this first event.

Then almost home, when suddenly

Over the sidewalk loomed ahead

A weird dark cloud, Jake ran from me

Into it, filling me with dread.

Darkness, I should have been fearing,

My son Jake, just disappearing.

Sense Sonnet - pumper

 Seasonal Exchange

"Yes, I hear Mother Nature call."

"So are you ready for your task?"

Summer posed the question to Fall.

"Of course, so nice of you to ask,"

Fall replied, "As usual you"

"Have given me such fine reason"

"To take your work and follow through,"

"Passing from season to season."

Then Summer said, "Please take my green,"

"And paint your artwork you do well,"

"To yellow and orange and red scene,"

"Dazzling the senses with your spell."

"You're always gracious, Summer friend,"

Fall praised, "As I start and you end."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Darkness Falls on Howard Street

Howard Street, Chicago, at night,

Lake Michigan, the street does end,

And nature presents a delight,

A city park with a good blend

Of plants and animals that call

This time and place as home to share.

Of course the Great Lake beckons all.

The smell of fish be in the air.

The sight and sound of waves on roll.

When sky is clear and moon is out,

The moonlight succeeds in its goal

To spread its dazzle all about.

A gift to find in city dark,

Presenting in this city park.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Ever Lake Ontario

Great Lake Ontario I be,

Derived from Iroquoian word

Meaning "beautiful lake" is me,

For hundreds of years, name preferred.

I am pleased and proud of my name,

Native American acquired,

As be other Great Lakes the same.

We all bear names we have desired.

I hear a U.S. President

Wants to change my name out of spite,

As a trade war dispute event,

A reason that is just not right.

Always I'm Lake Ontario,

U.S. Presidents come and go.