Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Dolly

She lived the American Dream,

Began her life in poverty,

But very rich in self esteem,

Grabbed hold of opportunity,

Took her talent to entertain.

Of mind, spirit and heart, she gave

Joy for decades, and to remain

Shining star in home of the brave,

Proud daughter of the U.S.A.,

Ever best of red, white and blue,

As generations loved her way

To inspire all, simple and true.

Dolly Parton, the gift unfurled,

America gave to the world.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Our Home

My parents, sisters, brothers and

I moved in the old farmhouse that

Over a hundred years did stand

Just waiting for us to be at

This time and place, our home to call

For growing up years, money poor,

But rich in love each had for all.

And in our home meant all the more.

Each of us kids left in our time.

The folks, until their deaths, did stay.

Memories decades ago, now I'm

Back to visit our home today.

An empty parking lot I find,

But our home still comes back to mind.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 In a Holed Pattern

Henry and Liza sang a song

About a hole in poor ol' me,

A cute song, but ended up wrong,

Cuz no hole fixing did there be.

As a result, I'm still not used

For fetching water as I should.

Liza and Henry, still confused,

Nice folks, but doing me no good.

So I feel sorry for myself,

Cuz nothing else for me to do,

Discarded on a dusty shelf,

And a hole lot of feeling blue.

I am that bucket, still with goal,

To find someone to fix my hole.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Revised Role

In my hammock just chilling out,

Umbrella shades me from hot sun,

I'm not a normal sight no doubt,

Being such a leisurely one.

The daily newspaper I read,

What's happening 'round here and there.

I'm a digester, yes indeed,

All sorts of stuff I keep aware.

A stranger to my swamp might ask

Why am I acting so mellow,

Not involved in predator task,

Usual for my kind of fellow?

Lots of swamp critters work for me,

A dela-gator I do be.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Superseding Reading

"The Old Man and the Sea" I read,

The book by Ernest Hemingway,

An interesting fish tale indeed.

Through the whole book I'll try to stay.

But at the point when the old man

Snags the huge marlin on his hook,

Tries to reel in, hard as he can,

Suddenly, alive comes the book,

The man and fish, amid their fight,

Sea waters splashing all around.

Unbelievable, such a sight,

A surprise to surely confound.

I'll try to read more later, no doubt,

But right now I just need to dry out.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Wizard of Flaws

Wanting to be a wizard, I

Did practice hard spell after spell.

But no matter how hard I'd try,

I did not seem to do too well.

While attempting each spell, I would

Lose my balance, then train of thought.

For spell doing, this was not good,

All my tipping over a lot.

But a wizard I had to be,

And so went with the spells I had.

Of course other wizards thought me

A wizard who was very bad.

Poor sense of balance wizard, so

Dizzy spells are all that I know.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Taking Advantage

The Carolina wren I'm named

By humans who build lots of stuff

That I make use of, so I'm famed

For being courageous enough

To nest where human stuff does be.

Now, an old house I'm checking out,

Looking for a good nook for me.

Needs a new coat of paint, no doubt,

But I'm betting, won't happen soon,

So taking advantage today

Of situation opportune,

A lot of paint peeling away.

These peeling paint strips I'll use best,

Material to build my nest.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 On My Exhale

I took a very deep breath in,

And then I slowly exhaled out.

Just as I was doing so, when

Kitty came curious no doubt,

Jumping into my lap, stretched to

Get close as could to my exhale.

Kitty's expression then did do

A rapid change in great detail,

From one of curious to one

Of extreme disgust in her face.

Her curiosity was done,

As off she ran to other place.

Kitty's look did give me a hint

That maybe I need chew a mint.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Wings on the Way

It's time for the young fairy to

Be getting wings so she may fly.

But first she knows what she must do.

To find her special flower. Why?

It be a rule in Fairyland,

A young fairy must empower

One to call for her new wings spanned,

That one be her special flower.

Thus, the young fairy, mission bound,

Searches through the forest until

Her special flower she has found,

And assures her wings to fulfill.

Waiting wings, the young fairy be

Upon her flower patiently.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Their Beginning

The two did meet by happenstance,

Came together on a blind date.

Was it beginning of romance?

Would depend upon Cupid's fate.

Lovely red rose he gave to her,

And she was quite pleased with the gift,

Very positive sign for sure.

Such good start could well uplift

Spirits of both he and she, yes.

And this did happen for the pair.

Their date went on with such success,

Very happily for each bear.

Though one bear brown, the other white,

Turned into Mr. and Ms. Right.