Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 You Make Me Tick

What makes me tick? I hear you ask.

My answer, it's a human thing,

A relatively easy task,

It takes to get me a ticking.

And matters not your state of mind,

If you be happy or be sad.

Emotional be humankind.

You might be fearful, might be mad.

But emotional state you be

Such, that somehow I be forgot,

Causes a ticklessness in me.

So please, I plead, forget me not.

That's enough of all this tick talk,

Gimme a hand, wind up this clock.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Entwined Opposites

In this theatre the crowd is

Often looking, not at the stage,

But upward for eerie show biz,

Where an encounter did engage

In the prime box, then long ago.

Gun shooting happened suddenly,

Causing a halt to the stage show,

Final curtain call tragedy.

The hater to the hated came,

Fateful destiny to fulfill.

Assassin, John Wilkes Booth, took aim

At President Lincoln to kill.

Often appearing, ghosts long dead,

One shoots the other in the head.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Death of Dave

Heaven let new arrival Dave

Return to Earth so he could go

To the funeral that they gave.

Victim of a hit and run show,

Crossing that busy road, Dave tried,

But a ten ton truck flattened him

Before he reached the other side,

Unlucky Dave with his last whim.

But now Dave watched his family

By Reverend Rooster be assured

That Dave succeeded finally,

Reaching the other side occurred.

New angel, Dave, plays harp and sings,

Flies 'cross that road on chicken wings.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Henry the Hen, My Collaborator

I visited the chicken pen

To collaborate a sonnet

With my pen pal, Henry the Hen,

Who clucked she would get right on it.

And right away began to scratch

"Eggs"actly the right words that came

To her quick mind in the dirt patch,

With her perfect poetic aim.

I thanked her for her help indeed.

In pecking order she would get

Top billing and prime chicken feed.

Best rhymer I had ever met.

Getting help on a rhyming notion,

Henry Hen be poultry in motion.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Ever a Market

It is a market time and place

That began very early on,

Evolving of the human race,

A buy and sell phenomenon.

A lot of haggling always is,

The way of supply and demand,

Game playing in serious biz,

Buyers and sellers understand.

From low, from high, the price agreed.

Good game players do haggle well,

A popular market indeed,

Back and forth, trades haggled in hell.

Still an active market, be told,

Where just children are bought and sold.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Taught Achilles and Patroclus

Achilles and Patroclus were

Young, handsome boys who came to me.

Both be quite gifted students, sure,

Destined to Greek mythology.

Yes, I taught both the art of war,

But also of the healing art.

Two curious minds would learn more

Of truth to bind them close in heart.

Yes, a love grew, each had for each.

Their love, the future would debate.

I only tell, I loved to teach

Their gifts to use in future fate.

I, Chiron, the Centaur and taught

Both boys the good manhood they sought.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Grandma Sang to Me

When I was three years old, I went

To live with Grandma for a while.

Just the two of us, so we spent

Many a time that made me smile.

Especially when Grandma sang

Sweet lullabies to wish good night,

With all her love in southern twang,

Always an end of day delight.

And then there came that night when she

Sang so sweetly, but sadly last

Special lullaby just for me.

Next morning, I learned Grandma passed.

I hope in death I'll have the choice

To once again hear Grandma's voice.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Glasspianoitis

Princess Alexandria had

A glass piano inside her.

Now most did deem this princess mad.

Which I once thought, but now not sure,

Cuz I had dream the other night

That into my chest it did roll.

I opened wide my mouth in fright,

Swallowed a glass piano whole.

So now I cannot leave my bed,

Fear an internal shattering.

My wife believes me not, instead

Says I am just mad hattering.

And now my wife is just being mean,

Brought a bottle of Windex to clean.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 I Don't Smoke Anymore

I don't smoke except when you be

Not here, and I later find out

That you have been cheating on me.

And then I smoke a lot no doubt.

I don't smoke except when I feel

That loving you is just my dream,

And never will be a love real,

But just your latest pretend scheme.

I don't smoke except now when I'm

Watching you in our bed asleep.

When you cheated on me this time,

I made a promise, now I'll keep.

I don't smoke, a bad habit, true.

Set you on fire, now smoke you do.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Cinderella Modernized

Once upon a modern time, bored

Cinderella, always online

Surfing through all the data stored

To find her true love, she did pine.

At Instagram Ball, to stand out,

He fairy godmother changed her

So she could catch her Prince no doubt,

Left glass slipper like to assure

That she would charm the Prince the most,

Turn two into one Web address.

And this modern couple would post

Happily ever after, yes!

Came out as a gay Prince is he.

Now in trans, Cinderfella be.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Mass Manipulated Mindset

However came the humankind

By God or un God on this Earth,

Such maker must now be of mind

Such an experiment is not worth

Ills caused to animals and plants

By humans, who choose to use will

To abuse every circumstance,

For a better world to fulfill.

Of course humans point fingers at

Each other for the blame all share

For sins upon Earth habitat,

Twisted between hope and despair.

Optim and pessim isms be

Crutches of flawed humanity.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Sorry I Scared You

I tried to call you on the phone,

But when you didn't answer, knew

You'd told me that I'm on my own.

I wish I wasn't, but it's true.

I'm sorry that I broke your heart,

And left a scar to never heal.

I'd give anything to restart

Us again, but know it's unreal.

Now on a mountain road, I drive,

Passing a sign, ahead's a curve.

Better off if I'm not alive,

So over the cliffside I swerve.

I can't live without you, so I

Leave my last message of goodbye.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Purgatory

My body buried, my soul is

Waiting in purgatory for

Reincarnation hope, gee whiz,

That I can be with you once more.

Powers that be review my case.

Decision could go either way.

Reunited next time, next place

For me would be the best birthday.

There surely is no question of

The fact that I want to give you

Again the sharing all my love.

I certainly hope will come true.

I guess I am satisfied that

I will come back as your pet cat.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Dealmaker

For churches I'm best friend there is,

Cuz they know they can count on me

To give them their profitable biz,

From all the sinners that there be.

Heaven's getting harder to sell.

Churches need fear that's all my own,

A one way trip to go to hell.

Nothing sells like fire and brimstone.

So churches, to meet money goal,

Have contracted with me, so I'm

Now owner of the churches' soul,

Satanizing me all the time.

Sunday church goers I do seek,

Cuz they're sinners rest of the week.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Party Rule

Hitler's Nazi Germany is

Example of a fascist state.

Nazis ruled in one party biz,

Causing lots of suffering fate.

Fascist is defined as far right.

But far left parties want the same.

Left or right, a matter of might.

Any government form does aim

To let parties be the prime tool,

Each party trying any way,

Be the party with total rule,

And forever in power stay.

All the parties have the same goal,

Be the party with all control.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Color Me Yellow

In early Spring is when I bloom,

And my bright yellow petals do

Help me avoid any frost doom,

Absorbing lots of sunlight, true,

To warm the inside of me up,

Much warmer than the outside air,

Like a solar collection cup.

Early season bugs are aware

That spending time inside of me

Is warm and safe environment,

And my pollen be had for free,

Sharing by mutual consent.

Bright yellow color does fulfill

Good purpose for this daffodil.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Perfect Murder So Far

A so far perfect murder case,

The year was 1982,

Chicago area the place,

The murderer, one or more who

Tampered with the Tylenol brand,

Putting poison in capsules, then

Put bottles back on store shelves, and

A string of victims did begin,

Who consumed the capsules and died.

Lots of attention all this got.

Nobody has been charged, then tried.

Of course the public scared a lot.

Now opening pill bottle is

A murder driven craze, gee whiz!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Guest on Quest

A treasure trove of goldenrod,

Lovely sweet flowers all abloom.

A sight and scent I so applaud,

And quickly to the flowers zoom.

The nectar of goldenrod is

Nutrient concentrated so

Motivates my filler up biz,

For my food pantry overflow.

And goldenrod pollen is best

To gather up as much as I can,

For stockpiling in my snug nest,

Goldenrod hangout, awesome plan!

Winter soon for this bumblebee,

This goldenrod, must stop for me.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Self Conscious

I had something to sell, so I

Set a meeting date on a whim.

Whereupon, he agreed to buy.

Something surprising about him,

So very self conscious he was

About his receding hairline.

I could identify, becuz

Same self consciousness once was mine.

So to further my sales price goal,

I gave to him my best advice.

And to the devil, sold my soul,

And got for it, my asking price.

We spoke as we went down that way.

Yes, going to be hell toupee.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Tom

Through the alleys he loves to roam.

He has street smarts and so I know,

When gets the urge, he will come home.

It's just his way to come and go.

And so I let him do his thing,

The arrangement we two agreed.

Neighbors complain when he does sing.

Quite vocal he can be indeed.

He knows that he can count on me

To provide lots of tasty snack,

And provide him safe company.

As a charmer, he's got the knack.

Now seeking out potential mom,

But will return to me, my Tom.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 She Talks, He Listens

A wife and husband, married long.

She talks a lot and he does not.

He never tells her when she's wrong,

Though what she says is wrong a lot.

She speaks her mind on little stuff.

He listens to it all, in mind,

That he cares about them enough,

With all her talk, he will be kind,

Because for her, he be best one

To listen to all she might say,

And patiently, until she's done.

Knowing her well, it's best this way.

Maybe some day the truth will don

On her, he lets her jabber on.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Ill Afford

Too many powers that be do

Have nuclear bomb weaponry.

And soon most likely to come true

Will be triggered idiocy

Of one, then more of these elite

To unleash chaos on the world,

No victory and all defeat,

As back and forth the bombs are hurled.

Kitchen table issues of cost

Of everyday necessities

Will very likely just get lost

By all, when radiation seize.

Nuking of all humankind, who'll

Be turned to cheapest fossil fuel.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 She Will Always Love Him

"I Will Always Love You," she wrote

To the man who gave her her start,

And her longtime mentor of note,

A man she loved with all her heart.

Her duet partner, they would sing

Together for years on his show.

1973 would bring

The time she felt she needed go,

And work on a solo career,

Hoping he supported her quest.

She took many memories dear,

And wished for him the very best.

To Porter Wagoner, song to tell

Dolly Parton's grateful farewell.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Caprice

On a caprice, I married her,

Though just knew her for a short while.

It would be wedded bliss for sure,

As she walked toward me down the aisle.

On a caprice, my family

And friends had warned me to beware,

That maybe she was not for me.

But what they thought, I gave no care.

On a caprice, the first such whim

That has turned out to be no fun.

In fact my life has turned quite grim.

I so regret what I had done.

On this caprice, I've had no peace,

Since I got married to Caprice.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Adjectively Objecting

Excited I, as you come near.

Wedding anniversary is

25th one for us, my dear.

Special a time for me, gee whiz,

Lovely a gift from you to bear.

Such a deserving one, your wife.

Gorgeous item, that I can wear.

Best giving you, years of my life.

Anticipating, I watch you,

But that smiling, don't understand.

Frowning, I remember so true,

So cheap you are, gift in your hand.

Red is the rose you give to me.

Blue is my mood, no jewelry be.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Hard Hit

Anytime I am not online,

What are all of my friends doing that

I am missing out on? I pine

To be back on my habitat.

And of course when I get back on,

All my friends are talking about

This and that fun phenomenon

That did occur, and I missed out.

And of course I pretend that I

Was on for this and that as well.

I laugh outside, inside I cry.

My off online sure hurts like hell.

Only cure for my FOMO, damn,

Is deleting my Instagram.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Forever Love Tale

And once upon a time there be

That from the realm of light she came.

And from the realm of dark came he.

Though different, they shared the same

Feelings of loneliness, and they

First met each other early on.

He came from night, she came from day.

And when together, they made dawn.

Though each encounter would not last

Long, love affirming would occur,

For all time future, all time passed,

Happily ever after were.

He came from dark, she came from light.

She's now his day, he's now her night.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Family Game

Mom reminded Dad that it be

Take me, the kid, to Dad's work day.

Mom kissed my cheek, and Dad took me

Off to his office where I'd play

My tricks and pranks on people there,

Which made them all so very mad.

But amused me, so did not care.

At end of day, I looked for Dad.

But he'd left for home I was told.

I wasn't too surprised, I guess.

Surely no grudges would I hold.

Told the cab driver my address.

Back home, folks gone, just as I knew.

But I'll find them, I always do.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 From Bad to Good Luck

While walking to school one dark day,

A black cat close did cross my path,

A sign of bad luck, many say.

Later, I've got a test in math.

Of course this means that flunk I will,

Not being good at math at all.

The black cat curse, fate to fulfill.

Then came an event to forestall

My test taking, when suddenly

I could not breathe, and then passed out.

An ambulance was called for me.

No test for me today, no doubt.

So my path crossed by this cat black,

Good luck with allergy attack.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 U.S. Civil War Rewrite

The South has won the Civil War,

Thanks to help from England and France.

Loser Lincoln tried, now in store

For lynching as just circumstance.

The southern way of life now is

The way the whole U.S. must live,

Stick to agricultural biz.

There's no time or place to forgive

Any who don't give Dixie due.

God has clearly spoken on this,

The old ways good, bad be ways new.

Thank God, all's now in state of bliss.

Plantation's only home for me.

I'm sure a slave I'll ever be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Goblins Got Me

Goblins selling forbidden fruit,

Warning to humans to beware

That such is an evil pursuit

By the goblins, who do not care

That such fruit accepted within

One's body does assure ill fate,

Guilty of self destruction sin,

Resulting in tormented state.

Even though I knew of all this,

I bought the goblins' fruit to be

Taken to ecstasy and bliss,

Now ruled by my insanity.

Goblins' forbidden fruit I take,

Paid for by my soul to forsake.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 She Sang the Pop to the Top

'Twas the year 1964,

November 19th on the show,

"Top of the Pops" when she would score

A hit that very few do know.

The writer of the song gave her

First chance to record, and she sang

The song with great talent for sure,

Would hit worldwide charts with a bang.

After her show appearance, then

Petula Clark's "Downtown" song went

To top including Grammy win,

And Clark's career on the ascent.

Petula's song decision be

While sipping on a cup of tea.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 In Anticipation

Each dusk they know is nature's way

To tell them that a rest they need

Until next called on for display,

Anticipating, yes indeed.

So as the night falls, they all seek

To take a respite for a while.

Of course from time to time they peek

For time to come, they know they'll smile,

When once again they'll be in place

To welcome surely their best friend.

So to the east, they now all face,

As finally night comes to end.

They danced when dawn opened its eyes,

Sunflowers set for next sunrise.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Power Game

Long, long ago set up on Earth

The game board by powers that be,

Who were quite bored and sought some mirth,

So pieces of humankind, we

Be pushed and pulled that way and this.

Opposing powers promised of

Ending either despair or bliss,

Making choices with hate and love.

The game plays any time and place,

We players playing bad and good

To win and lose the human race,

However powers deem we should.

We human pawns o'er time to tell

Game winner 'tween heaven and hell.