Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Memory Mystery

My shrink tells me in therapy,

I hold a memory from my past,

But it remains a mystery,

That for some reason I have cast

Far down in my subconscious, deep.

Once in a while, I get a clue

That I dream of when I'm asleep.

But that's the only time I do

Feel that some hidden treasure is

Waiting for me to find someday.

And I am so curious, gee whiz,

So a detective's role I'll play.

Memory mystery in my mind,

I still need some more clues to find.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Inner Space Traveler

Instead of outer space, I be

Sent to deep inner space first time,

Where no one's gone before, but me.

Now here and hard to believe I'm

Watching bodies orbit around

A larger nuclear core one,

Kind of like planets orbit bound

Around a larger central sun.

Thanks to A.I., NASA did find

Ways and means to go in, not out,

Using teleporting designed

To send me into small, no doubt.

Miniaturized more and more,

Now in atom world to explore.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Misha

The Russian bear, first used as joke

By the West as a ridicule,

Making fun of the Russian folk

As being quite easy to fool.

So Russians then decided to

Make their bear to portray success,

Misha, a cute, young bear cub who

Was the successful mascot, yes,

Of 1980 Olympics

During the summer in Moscow,

For a Russian pride and warmth mix,

Feel good bear image to endow.

The West no longer seems to care

Poking fun at the Russian bear.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 What Hilda's Fishing For

Hilda in her hammock does fish

Well, two caught, next soon on the hook.

But Hilda's got a different wish

To do well, so does read a book,

That when done, hopefully will

Provide her much better insight

In other sort of fishing skill,

Going fishing for Mr. Right.

So far, she's about half way through,

Now reading on best fishing line

She should use as a come on to

Catch the trophy of her design.

Hilda's deep in attention span,

She's reading "How to Catch a Man."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Pink Sunset

As sun is setting, we birds think

It's time to take a break from flight,

The sky now such a lovely pink,

Welcome hello to coming night.

Nice bush branches we see below,

And each of us find perching spot

To snuggle in, mid pinkish glow.

In perfect time and place we've got

A bird's eye view of nature's best,

As we prepare ourselves to get,

Over the night, a blissful rest,

Beginning with this pink sunset.

We sing in song, bid sun goodbye,

Thanking her for such pretty sky.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Incandescent

We Incans weren't allowed to go

Up to Machu Picchu at night.

But I was curious, and so

Walked up the mountain with no light.

Once I got to the sacred place,

I lit a torch to look around,

But didn't stay long, cuz I'd face

Death, so back home I soon be bound.

First, I tried to put the torch out,

To not be seen, but then set me

On fire, waving the torch about,

Then fanned the flames when I did flee.

A human fiery torch, I went,

As I made my Incandescent.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Wedding Night

I was attracted to you, and

Set my sights on making you mine,

Became my husband as I planned,

Your loving me by my design.

And on the night after we wed,

To consummate in time and place,

We came together in our bed.

You, powerless in my embrace,

As you became the latest of

Many a husband come my way,

Feeling my special skill in love,

Making you unsuspecting prey.

Black widow spider I become,

And make a meal of you, yum, yum.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Making

I'm ready in right time and place

To make a poem from pen flow,

Arranging reason into rhyme,

Find words for each line, make it so.

Sometimes such task is easy, and

I am always grateful for such.

Other times, which I understand,

The task brings difficulty, much.

But whether easy or hard be,

Bringing forth a poem to live,

Becoming a critic is me

On worthiness of what I give.

My mind then asks my heart and soul,

Did what I pen achieve my goal?

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Apples, but No Pears

Nature gave me an apple tree,

But be pears I really did crave.

Apples okay, but not for me.

So a lot of wood that tree gave

Me, after I had chopped it down.

Using the wood, I then built up

The pear totem god of renown

That would give me lots of pears, yup.

While I built this, a raven was

Near, maybe some pears waiting for.

Then I felt uneasy becuz

It kept on quothing, "Nevermore."

The more I plead, more I despair,

All my effort and not one pear.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Cursed by My Beauty

I, Helen, went to Troy from Greece,

Under spell of Aphrodite,

Causing disturbance of what peace

Exited 'tween the kingdoms be.

I was returned to Greece of course

When Troy was defeated in war,

Thanks to trick of the Trojan Horse.

But I was hated all the more

By Greeks and Trojans, who both thought

I was the cause for either side,

That so many uselessly fought,

Because of me, so many died.

I'm sorry that my beauty had

History that made me look bad.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Bed Ridding

"I think Fluffy's hungry," says her

To him and yes this Fluffy is.

That makes me one hot ball of fur,

When my humans neglect my biz.

In their bedroom in this cat's house,

I know they hope I'll go away,

Maybe go off and chase a mouse,

But I have other paw to play.

I have installed a car jack, yup,

Under their bed where both oft found,

And I begin to jack all up,

Roll off to my need, both be bound.

It seems whenever I want fed,

Both of my humans be in bed.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Sniffed Us Together

She and I pushed close in packed train.

Same deodorant we both had,

And perked up each scents sense domain,

Causing both of us to feel glad.

Soon after, my girlfriend she is,

And of course I am her boyfriend.

Sharing deodorant, gee whiz,

A train ride to a happy end.

We thank our having common smell

Being the prime connection of

Knowing by our noses to tell

That we were bound to fall in love.

Sharing deodorant a plus,

It's our Secret, just between us.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Cancer Constellation

My favorite constellation is

Cancer, main reason because I

Came, thanks to Mom's and Dad's done biz

On the 20th of July,

Making Cancer to be called mine,

With all the consequences had

Cuz me being born with this sign,

Whatever happens, good or bad.

Cancer's associated with

The crab that Hercules did slay.

Then goddess Hera in Greek myth

Put the crab in the sky to stay.

Cancer constellation suits me,

Very often crabby I be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Return of the White Witch

The White Witch, Queen of Narnia, I

Do enjoy my villainess role.

Sadly, in the tale, killed, I die.

But return to Narnia, my goal.

And when I return, winter will

Again sweep over all my land,

Providing all with bitter chill.

Pevensie children will be banned,

By freezing up the wardrobe door.

Asian, Lion, who killed me once,

I vow will trouble me no more,

All eaten up in my wolf hunts.

Narnia, again my cold domain,

Forever after I will reign.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Chewsy

Thinking a pirate's life be fun,

I signed aboard a pirate ship.

Swabbing wood decks, I be the one,

My favorite job for the trip.

All day, all night, swabbing I would,

Really getting my teeth into,

Deck work making me feel so good,

As disappearance of decks grew.

Crew got suspicious, but too late,

As more water the ship took on,

Until happened the would be fate,

Too much of the ship's wood be gone.

The ship does sink because of me,

Because a beaver I do be.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Wedding Invitation

A courier delivered to

Me a sealed envelope, I sign,

Open and read, and surprised, true,

Feelings emerge, hard to define.

Wedding invitation I get

A lot of them and I feel good,

But this one gets me some upset.

Maybe the sender knew it would.

So to myself, I won't pretend

I feel bad, but won't let it show.

Written best wishes I will send.

And I want our children to go.

Not a letter that one expects,

Remarriage of a divorced ex.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Chat before Change

"Why must I change like this?" asked I,

"And only when you're full around."

"I'm not sure," was the Moon's reply,

"Apparently, you are hellbound."

"But Moon, it's just not fair," I said,

"You see what awful stuff I do,"

"Attacking innocent till dead."

The Moon replied, "I know it's true,"

"But it's of no concern of mine."

"You'll change your role to bad quite soon."

"My role is always rise and shine."

"I curse you," I howled at the moon.

The last I heard the full Moon say,

"Can't talk to you, your werewolf way."

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Role in History

To the theatre, took by him,

I did not know that place and time

I would be used for purpose grim.

That dawned on me the moment I'm

Pulled from his pocket and then aimed

To do the very heinous deed,

And that would be forever famed.

Of course I had no way to plead

For him not to do such an act.

He dropped me in his getaway

From the nightmare that became fact.

In a museum, I'm on display.

My bullet fired into his head,

Booth shot President Lincoln dead.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Circle 3 Rounds Out Me

What if I had to go to hell,

Dantes' Inferno Circles for

Circle 3, Gluttony, I'd dwell.

I've been guilty of such galore.

Lots of icy rain and hell there,

Should keep away the hellfire heat.

As a menu I'm quite aware,

Won't be much fun to drink and eat.

Cerberus, three headed hound,

Would chew on me as punish fate.

So as long as he is around,

I should be able to lose weight.

Just penning this does make me think,

What's on hand now to eat and drink?

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Very Puzzling!

The Bible tells me that I'll face

Salvation or damnation when

I leave this earthly mortal place.

No doubt I'm guilty of some sin.

All theologies do debate

Exactly who and how decide

Whether heaven or hell, my fate,

Based on my scorecard when I died.

Some say if I repent real well,

Then somebody, even me, could

Pick the place where I'm gonna dwell,

If good at bad, or bad at good.

To be saved or to be doomed be

Unsolvable puzzle for me!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 For My Kids

Daughter and son are watching me,

Making use of the gift I got.

So sitting here, painting I be,

And both of them seem pleased a lot.

Yes, when they're pleased, I am pleased too.

Painting, I don't like any sort.

But since it is their gift, I do

Paint because I am a good sport.

Though I am not having much fun,

I want my kids to know I try.

So I'll persist until it's done.

At least it's not another tie.

Their Dad's Day gift that I did get?

I'm painting by the numbers set.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Identity Crisis

An identity crisis, I

Got from watching too much T.V.

Old movie westerns got on my

Mind - cowboys and indians be.

When indian settlements got

Attacked, sometimes teepee I felt,

But also felt wigwam a lot.

Such identity crisis dealt!

More this happened, more I did think

I needed professional aid.

So I got referred to a shrink,

And went for the appointment made.

Pricey advice shrink did dispense,

"Try to relax, you are too tense."