Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Bouncing Ball

Around 1600 B.C.

In what is now southern Mexico,

Mayans pulled from a rubber tree

Some strips, and wound together so

To end up with a round ball, me,

With 'bout 3 inch diameter.

Easily by human hand be

Hit and caught so as to occur

Compliance in a game to play

By the humans to compete in

Making use of my bouncing way.

Whoever used me best would win.

I began lots of fun for all,

Becoming the first bouncing ball.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Heroine Needed

Whatever purpose humankind

Was meant to serve upon this world,

As time goes by, harder to find,

With destruction that's been unfurled.

Heroes and saviors humans thought

Would come to the rescue of all,

Have just shown up to fail a lot.

It's time to make a judgement call

To end threat of humanity,

Causing its extinction to bring

The world back into harmony,

Humankind's beyond saving.

The heroine to restore worth,

Mother Nature will save her Earth.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Disciplined to No End

I love my couch potato life.

The wife thinks I need disciplined.

If the couch pains me, thinks the wife,

Then my time on the couch would end.

I gave the wife's opinion thought,

And told her that I did agree.

Of course I hated pain a lot,

And best way to discipline me.

So I told the wife that I would

Continue on the couch remain

Till I was disciplined real good

By feeling lots and lots of pain.

So now I always yell loud, "Ouch,"

Whenever I am on the couch.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 In Love with Daisy

With Daisy I did fall in love.

So I'd play my banjo to ask

In music if there was chance of

Success with Daisy in my task

Of singing songs she should enjoy

Enough to maybe love me back.

But Daisy with me was so coy,

No hint if I was on right track

With her, but no hint I was wrong,

So I just kept up my pursuit

Of Daisy, singing my love song,

Hoping for her love absolute.

Banjo playing grasshopper, me,

In love with Daisy flower be.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Lovers Reunited

Under the bright moon in full stage,

I hear you call me in the night.

But I am entrapped in this cage,

Our being apart, just not right.

Because we are so much in love.

But they choose to keep us apart.

They being so ignorant of

Affairs our kind share of the heart.

Yes, you have picked up on my scent,

And soon they will meet fate most foul,

As they receive your punishment,

Your claws and fangs rip as you howl.

My lover, you do set me free.

Now together, we werewolves be.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 In Our Beginning

I know your brain likes you to think

That it's the only way you can

Know your past with memory link,

As you proceed through our lifespan.

But there is time and place when I'm

Remembering more than your brain.

'Twas during our earliest time

When your Mom's womb was our domain.

Everything for us was all new.

Your brain was not yet doing much.

So all be done, I had to do,

Especially to stay in touch.

Your birth, your body does recall,

Your brain, no memory at all.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Falling to Sleep Routine

When ready to go to sleep, I'm

Lone inhabitant in my bed.

I've lived alone a long, long time,

So don't have to share space, instead

I drink a pop and eat a snack.

Then, since too boring to count sheep,

Other medium is my knack

For quite quickly falling to sleep.

Cannot be quiet, must be noise,

And so I leave the T.V. on,

With the old shows of childhood joys,

Great put to sleep phenomenon.

Throughout my time of sleep I find

Reruns of dreams flow through my mind.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Two Sisters

Phuket Island warned in advance

In 1789 of

Burmese attacking circumstance.

Two island sisters who did love

Phuket as their home organized

Other island women to dress

As soldiers on port walls, disguised.

The Burmese then did reassess

Overconfident victory,

When their navy did enter port.

Thanks to two sisters' strategy

The Burmese attack did abort.

These two heroines in reveal

On the Phuket official seal.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Voting Victim

Another election season,

On the edge of madness I be,

Losing common sense of reason.

Mixed emotions overtake me.

Saturated media ad

Pound me with side's conflicting views,

Causing my head to ache so bad,

Cannot decide 'tween red and blue.

With reality, losing touch.

Love or hate, the con or pro Trump.

All brainwashing is just too much.

So from the 14th floor I jump.

Autopsy contrast of my head,

My brain torn up 'tween blue and red.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Best Mates

The meager food he gets, he shares

With me, and so I stick around.

Rarity to find one who cares,

So this lost one, I guess I've found.

We've got a window with a view,

And we both enjoy the morning sun,

Which is the best we've got to do,

As all there be for daily fun.

Since I joined him, I know that I'm

Appreciated as a friend.

He's in for a long and hard time.

I doubt I'll be here at his end.

So while he's stuck in this jailhouse,

He's got a best bud in this mouse.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Now Nature's Ally

Since humankind did come to be,

Nature has been the victim of

Destruction by humanity.

Greed is the human's greatest love,

Competing with each other to

Control all resources of Earth.

Nature is unable to do

Alone a solution of worth.

But now humans themselves will solve

Ever problem of humankind,

Allowing A.I. to evolve,

And with nature, become aligned

With nature now A.I. is linked.

Soon, humankind will be extinct.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Gone for a Season

Salt and pepper in shakers got

Into an argument about

Which was the best, and each one thought

Themselves the very best, no doubt.

Both made their shakers turn and tilt,

With a shake out of both of them,

Till both seasonings were all spilt,

Disappearing in flight mayhem.

Sadly, to season food there be

No more salt and pepper at hand,

Their absence quite a mystery,

Nobody seemed to understand.

Both were gone, for no good reason,

From all food, gone for a season.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 To Victory from Defeat

Drugs and alcohol I did let

Attack my body, mind and soul.

Drunk and drug addict I did get.

War within took a heavy toll,

Causing me so much stress and strife,

That I attempted suicide.

God sent strangers to save my life.

Reason for living was supplied.

And with God's help. I knew I could

Have addition recovery,

And turn my life from bad to good,

Be a loving and better me.

For God's help I do daily pray,

And clean and sober I do stay.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Meaning of My Life

They talk of meaning of my life,

A good father and husband, me.

Nice to hear from my kids and wife.

In truth, I didn't always be.

Yes, I had a lot of success,

But I had lots of failure too.

That's just the way of life, I guess,

Some good, some bad to think and do.

But it's nice to be talked about

By my family for good done,

Spare me hear of my bad, no doubt,

As they look down on this still one.

Of course just good stuff they would say

About me, since I've passed away.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Favorite Y2K Rumor

As the world approached Y2K,

My favorite rumor that spread,

Computerized aircraft fall prey

To computer systems, instead

Of working, would shut down, confused

About 1900 new year,

Time when computers were not used,

So computers need disappear.

Many air travelers stayed home,

Spooked by this rumor they had heard,

Better safe than sorry to roam

Skies if this prediction occurred.

So to bring in Y2K, I,

In flight, 40,000 feet high.