Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Romance in Autumn

Autumn, the season we were told

Fate of fall that we fall in love.

Close together we two did hold,

Promises to each other of

Many more autumns to enhance

What we in this first autumn found,

Blooming on our budding romance,

Loving memories to abound.

Then as the autumn to end came,

We felt the pull of us apart.

Differing nature was to blame.

My leaving you did break my heart.

A perennial you do be.

Only an annual was me.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Trump the Ripper

Would be assassin with a knife

Runs on a golf course where Trump is.

Trump sees threat and runs for his life,

A scary news event, gee whiz!

As the assassin chases Trump,

News cameras do film the chase.

Lots of the footage gets the dump

To spin the truth that's taking place.

The Trump Derangement Syndrome rules

What the viewing public is shown.

With some clever editing tools,

Event takes on a different tone.

The fake news media, the source,

Trump stabs innocent on golf course.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Servicing My Queen

A mate, this male was in search of,

A scorpion to be my queen.

I found her, and I was in love,

Such strong attraction 'twixt and 'tween.

I grabbed her pincers at first chance,

Then stinging lightly to calm her,

Soon followed by our courtship dance,

During which I made sperm transfer,

Depositing my packet on

The ground for my queen to receive.

Done, our mating phenomenon,

It was my time and place to leave.

A hasty retreat it did be,

Before my queen chose to eat me.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 No More on T.V.

Political ads on T.V.

Just  be a gimmicky spin tool

Full of hot air of falsity,

Against the law should be the rule.

If a candidate seeks a job,

Should be an in person appeal

To small audience or a gob,

Depending how the people feel.

Up to each voter be the task

Of seeking out truth or lie case,

By probing questions each can ask

Of the candidate, face to face.

Whatever candidates must share,

Do on soapbox in public square.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Multitasking Tea

In ancient China, tea was the prime

Commodity formed into bricks

With many uses for the time

That folks would often intermix.

Could be used as a drink of course.

But also eaten as a food.

Herbal medicine, tea good source.

Skin toughener when weather rude.

Due to the high value of tea,

Having good supply and demand,

Became the preferred currency

On main trade routes across the land.

In China during time of old,

Tea often was prized more than gold.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Slumber Number

This kitty wants a quiet snooze,

But has a mistress who thinks she

Can play piano, and pursues

A pounding, ever causing me

To awake bad from a good sleep.

So the challenge for me is how

To rest in peace, and yet still keep

The piano out of bounds now,

While I am in my slumber time.

So I lay down myself where best,

Strong clue to the mistress that I'm

Wanting her fingers too to rest.

So opportunity I seize,

Cat napping on piano keys.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Old Wives' Tale

Late at night I awake to all

The screeching of an owl outside.

An old wives' tale I do recall

That such is death omen supplied,

Warning that one in the household

Will soon be dead before next dawn.

Exactly who be not foretold

By the owl as it then flies on.

In the house, only two of us,

My wife and I. But where is she?

Not in the room, I start to cuss,

Wondering where my wife might be.

Then from the darkness comes my wife,

Stabs my chest with a butcher knife.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Raining

Now it is really raining bad,

As through the window Hubby peers.

The look on Hubby's face is sad,

Could even be he's shedding tears,

Most likely very upset that

Before it did begin to rain,

The two of us had had a spat.

To him I made my feelings plain.

I wanted him around no more.

So now he's just in a big pout,

As the rain comes in a downpour,

Further damp on his mood no doubt.

Sadder Hubby looks, more I grin.

He's sad I won't let him back in.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Party Time

Time for big party circumstance,

As by the grapevine goes good news

Heard by all animals and plants.

How to party, each gets to choose.

Some enjoy in a quiet way,

With a lot of fresh air and sun.

Some put on a crazy display,

Acting like children having fun.

Most never thought this time would be,

When all could party knowing that

Life could go on and happily.

Mom Nature saved their habitat.

Why worldwide party has unfurled?

All humankind gone from the world.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Eye Popping Peeper

At last came Christmas Eve, that I

Was looking forward to a lot,

Down the chimney, the jolly guy

Bringing fun presents for this tot.

Of course Mommy and Daddy did

Say first I had to go to sleep.

So did as told, but knew this kid

Would later sneak down for a peep.

Which I did do at 12 o'clock.

Then saw a sight surprising me.

In fact it came as quite a shock,

Such sight seen by this young monkey.

An unbelievable sight, because

Mommy was kissing Santa Claus.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Pool Party

A pool party, I so do love.

I've been to many in the past,

Though not an invited guest of

Such a party, I've simply crashed.

Today, in a nice neighborhood,

I've found a pool and in I went,

In the mood for a party, good,

When does arrive my first playmate.

Not really picky who I choose

To party hearty with, cuz I'm

A party crashing gator who's

All set for fun pool party time.

When will my pool party begin?

Whenever a human jumps in.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Back to December

Back to that December you ask

For forgiveness from me to you.

I know it is no easy task

Admitting that you're sorry, true.

Spring, through summer, through fall we had

The very best of loving time.

But then came winter, all went bad

When I heard you tell me that I'm

No longer the one meant to be

With you, and surely broke my heart.

But then did make a better me,

A blessing that we went apart.

"And I go back to December,"

Forgiving what I remember.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Trickster

"Trick or treat" at the door I say.

Response is "trick," I'm challenged to

Write a poem of my choice way

In any style except haiku,

But must relate to "trick" preferred.

I'm always up for being dared,

Let creative juices be stirred,

Then pen in hand, this poem shared

By this pirate in place and time.

Tale of adventure to unfold

In rhyme and reason style, and I'm

Just a little kid, three years old.

So this poem is quite a trick,

I had to learn to write real quick.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Losing Freedom

The last war that we fought and won

Truly for freedom, World War II.

The fight we knew had to be done

To save future red, white and blue.

Most of us freedom fighters, dead,

Or soon to be, now very old.

Now, fewer patriots, instead

Too many brainwashed youth who hold

Ideas planted by foreign foe,

Who seek to destroy from within

Our nation, so the world will know

True freedom will not be again.

Just pawns be most youth of today,

So soon be gone the U.S.A.