Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Someday

I watch as thereupon evolves

Life, especially humankind

On that third ball, as it revolves

Round and round me as was designed

By the Creator of us all.

At times I've been worshipped as such

By some of humans on their ball.

But since, they've learned, though I do much

To make their lives, I'm finite one,

Slowly dying by burning out.

Humans now know this of their sun,

Will need to find new home, no doubt.

Perhaps when my finale be,

Transported Earthlings will watch me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Reply

I read the letter that you wrote,

I'm sure was not an easy task.

You could have tried to sugarcoat

Our breaking up, but you just ask

That even though we parted ways,

Lots of good memories we had,

Sharing so many happy days

And nights, only our end went bad.

So yes, I hope that we both will

Learn from mistakes both of us made,

And emptiness in each would fill

With gratitude for us displayed.

This letter I write back to you,

Thanks for happiness both shared true.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Spilled Salt

Hubby cheats on me, so of course

I told him at dinner tonight

That I would sue him for divorce.

He just laughed at me, so not right,

And full of anger I was filled

At him, the salt shaker I shook.

On the table some salt was spilled.

So a handful of salt I took,

Threw it over my shoulder, cuz

I'm superstitious, some salt struck

Hubby's eyes, and hurt as salt does.

He died of heart attack, bad luck.

I really can't be held to fault,

Accidently spilling some salt.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Maggie

She was the first car that I had,

One of a kind my Maggie be,

Very good, judging the bad

Elements I let ride with me.

Right off, passengers, she would judge

Each passenger that got in her.

If she disliked, she would not budge,

Gave quite a clear signal for sure.

Nineteen sixty one Beetle Bug,

Geared up for first impressions made.

Each veto came with her no chug

Anywhere if her no vote stayed.

Rose my trust in Maggie, becuz

She, as character judge, best was!

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Temperature Rising

Fossil fuel burning 'round the world,

Too much, too long has brought about

Bad global warming be unfurled,

Cause temperature rising no doubt.

Yes, We the People of U.S.

Must take a large share of the blame,

And We could do much to burn less

Fossil fuel, to strive for the aim

Of hoping future children may

Live in better climate control,

Whatever prices We must pay,

Healthier climate be good goal.

Fossil fuel bans be our pursuits,

Communist China still pollutes.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Declared by Ben

Ben Franklin, 70 years old,

The oldest delegate to sign

The Declaration signed by bold,

That Independence be divine.

Ben was one of five who helped write

Declaring of Independence,

Knowing full well there'd be a fight

From the British with consequence.

1776 on

The Fourth of July be the day,

Putting his signature upon,

Words of advice, Ben had to say.

Hanging together, they need be,

Or they'd surely hang separately.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Ticked On and Off

What makes my mind tick I be asked.

And I answer, think like a clock,

Depending on what I be tasked

To think, ticking to me does talk

About what be my mode of thought.

Be I fearful, happy or sad,

Impulse controls on those I've got.

But messes me up mode is mad,

Even though warning signals sound,

My ticking tends out of control.

All my thoughts go spinning around,

In search of vague self righteous goal.

So when ticked off, my mind I let

To trouble time, my mind to set.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Make My Dreams Come True

I've heard that chasing dreams can be

A very tiring, long, hard race,

With never any guarantee,

But still I keep good, steady pace.

And even though I run into

Many failures along the way,

I learn from each of them, I do,

And in quest for my dreams I stay.

For I have dreams that for me will

Make me a better person of

Reaching my success to fulfill,

Received because I gave my love.

My perseverance to me seems

The best way to turn real my dreams.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Un Independence Day

July Fourth, Independence Day,

Two hundred and fifty first one,

Final attack on U.S.A.,

Freedom experiment undone.

Invaders first came from within,

Making We the People believe

Ideals on which We did begin,

Now billionaire tools to deceive.

And so were voted in those who

Be pawns to powerful abroad.

We the People, now puppets, true,

U.S.A. now under un God.

It will be easy as could please,

Takeover by Communist Chinese.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Anubis

I am Anubis, I'm your guide

For your trip from living to dead.

You will need to get mummified,

I'm thinking in my jackal head.

So all your body juices, first,

I will be sucking out of you.

And when you're oh so dry, you'll thirst

For my embalming fluid to

Keep you from natural decay.

I want your trip to go real well,

And not be all rotted away,

Arriving in heaven or hell.

In my capable hands you be,

Now most mummy dearest to me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Win with Grin

The wife got very mad at me,

Gave her left hook right at my face.

A lot of pain and blood there be,

Front tooth of mine knocked out of place.

The wife was not at all concerned,

As off to the dentist I went.

The dentist, Japanese, I learned,

Art of kintsugi did present.

The wife would scoff at such a mend,

Using this to highlight what's broke.

But what a message it would send

Her, along with a last laugh stroke.

The wife does glare at me quite cold,

I sport my new front tooth of gold.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Wishful Thinking

Mowing the lawn, his given chore.

We're always anxious about this,

But know that he likes writing more,

For the time being, gives us bliss.

We deem mowing to be attack,

That gives all of us a bad day.

Even though we do soon come back,

We all hope for prolonged delay.

He now has put his writing down.

Look at the mower, he does take.

From us comes a collective frown,

That we dandelions all make.

Unhappy outcome we do find,

Mowing the lawn back on his mind.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 A Traitor, You

A traitor, you're found guilty of

Entering, then breaking my heart,

In cruel betrayal of my love,

Ripping my happiness apart.

A traitor, you ran away from

The good love nest I thought we built.

You must have thought I am too dumb

To ever find you full of guilt.

A traitor, you now dare to bring

More pain and grief to me to bear,

By flaunting off your latest fling,

Making me one you must beware.

A traitor, you're found guilty sure.

Now I'm you're executioner.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Jim's Collection

Jim for decades collected us.

We're even kept in our own drawer.

Button garments, we are the plus

Spare button, o'er time, more and more.

Oft us, Jim did accumulate.

None of us ever needed though,

Cuz Jim would never hesitate,

Buy something new, rather than sew.

We only saw Jim when he'd add

A new spare button to our bunch.

Jim, old and ill, the news be sad,

He's gone now, as we had a hunch.

Today, they're gonna bury Jim.

We buttons doubt we'll go with him.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Best Friend

He adopted me, so I came

To live with him in his small place.

His wife recently died, a shame,

Now he was a misery case.

He's old and becoming more ill,

Won't be long and he'll join his wife.

But I can help him while he's still

Living out the rest of his life.

Whenever he is feeling blue,

A solace for him I can be.

Instinct will tell me what to do.

He can always depend on me.

I will stay with him till his end,

And this dog will be his best friend.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 This Veteran

This veteran returned from war,

Badly wounded but still alive,

Who I knew had helped many more

Escape from threat and to survive.

This veteran from wounds would heal,

But many wounds stayed raw inside,

And which forever he would feel

For comrades of his who had died.

This veteran, I know does not

Like to talk of war times he had,

But I know that he cares a lot

About his service, that's my Dad.

When asked, this veteran does tell,

"Truest heroes are those who fell."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Blowin' in the Wind

Ma and Pa, my sister and I,

At first thought it would be no harm,

But seemed to stay forever be

Upon our Oklahoma farm.

We stayed indoors as much we could,

But livestock needed tendin,' so

We ventured out, did little good,

Blindin' us in its swirlin' blow,

Smellin' like fire swept up the nose,

A gritty, bitter mouthful taste,

Waves hittin' us in ebbs and flows,

Layin' us in a hopeless waste.

We did to survive what we must,

As all around us, blowin' dust.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 My Theory of Relativity

Sword of Damocles, who was kin

Of mine long centuries ago.

Many a king thought he could win,

But every king to death did go.

Most by the sword, but some with fear,

The sword always hung over them,

So made a bad reigning career,

Causing around the world mayhem,

As Damocles ancestor, I'd

Thought I would have an edge to be

Ruler of the whole world, so tried,

And conquered all successfully.

Sword of Damocles struck my head,

Powered to world queen, but now dead.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Charon

Ferryman of the Underworld,

I, Charon, am stuck in this job,

Never a break in death unfurled,

I get the bodies by the gob,

To ferry over River Styx,

After a toll to me be paid.

Sometimes, I will put in a fix,

Like deal with live Hercules I made.

But doing this for centuries

Has truly become such a bore.

I need find something new to ease

The same ol', same ol' of this chore.

So I've joined a dating website,

Take my mind off this ferry plight.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 End of My Love

I remember the day she came,

The cute girl who moved in next door.

I found out Susie was her name.

My love for her grew all the more,

As through the summer we would go

On walks to the park, and would ride

The playground rides. All I did know

Was feeling oh so good inside.

As school would open soon, we made

Plans being there that we could choose,

Both of us starting second grade.

Then Susie gave me the sad news.

Gee whiz, my love ended the day,

Susie and her folks moved away.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Commitment  

Marriage as institution is

Requiring commitment, the wife

So often yells at me, gee whiz,

I feel condemned to doing life.

First falling in, then out of love,

Now for the wife, I feel just hate,

And getting so sick and tired of

This marriage that's doomed to ill fate.

The wife refuses to divorce

Me, so I'm getting all the more

Mentally unstable of course.

I'm going crazy to my core.

In a funny farm I now be,

That's where the wife committed me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Better, Not Bitter

I'm chocoholic since quite young,

But remember that first time it

Tasted so bitter to my tongue,

Baking chocolate, not a hit.

So since that time, made sure of course

That any chocolate I had,

Be sweetened by a sugar source,

Be such a combo, I be glad.

But sugar diabetes, I

Acquired from all that sugar in

Chocolate, but then came supply,

Non sugar sweeteners, a win.

Better, not bitter, chocolate treat,

When mixed with substance making it sweet.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Crowd Walking

In the city I walk a lot.

I must do so, and always I'm

With huge crowds of walkers who've got

To be walking at the same time.

I truly don't like to be stuck

In a huge crowd like a sardine

Pressed with others in a can, yuck,

Ever pushed and shoved 'twixt and 'tween.

And so a thought did come to me,

How walkers would give me more space,

While still in a huge crowd I'd be,

And walking at a normal pace.

Best way to walk in crowds, I think,

Be sure that as I walk, I stink.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Wifey Wins, Hubby Loses

Wifey and Hubby play a game

Of cards, each card being dealt up.

Both of the spouses have the aim

Of beating the other one, yup.

Wifey well knows that Hubby is

Always quite a bad loser, and

So she makes it serious biz

That she is gonna win this hand.

And sure enough, card flipped up be

For poor Hubby the losing one.

As Wifey giggles at him, she

Is again having all the fun.

Flipped me, the Joker, with the news,

All his marbles, Hubby does lose.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Dad's Secret

"The Brady Bunch," hit T.V. show

Of the 1970's that

Family viewers came to know

In a warm, loving habitat.

But Dad was in the closet gay.

Mom and others in show knew this.

If public knew, would end bad way,

Cancellation, this show of bliss.

So Dad and Mom and others would

Not divulge Dad's secret, so be

A run for the show, pretty good,

As a squeaky clean family.

Finale stuff, Dad fumed about,

So the show's bosses wrote Dad out.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 The Wife of Me

The wife, I married not by choice,

But by her daddy's clear intent,

With his shotgun and his firm voice,

The message to me clearly sent.

The wife desires I believe that

I won't regret this choice as made,

Me with her in our habitat,

Her daddy's wish won't be betrayed.

The wife reminds me constantly,

That for me to think otherwise,

Is surely no thought that should be,

Becuz her daddy's wrath would rise.

The wife does truly get upset

When told our marriage, I regret.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Ever To and From War

The powerful choose to wage war,

And send the powerless to fight.

The rich get richer while the poor

Are sent for causes rarely right.

Battle after battle be fought,

Some of them won, some of them lost.

The fighting pawns suffer a lot.

Just surviving comes at a cost.

Those who don't die are wounded some,

In body, heart and soul and mind,

Some never to recover from

Continuous game of war kind.

The powerful pick merchandise,

The powerless to pay the price.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Get Over Me

I hear you're still complaining of

All of the wrongs that I done you.

Hell, I can't help you fell in love

With me, I never asked you to.

With you, I soon did understand

You be a downer, always bound

To be in cemetery land.

Became a bummer, you around,

And so I dropped you like a rock,

Then ran away as quick I could.

Maybe it comes to you a shock,

My life with you was not that good.

I sure would have stayed with you, bitch,

If I'd known you would get so rich.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Heat of the Moment

Together in this time and place,

Both being in a state of bliss,

Arms wrapped around in close embrace,

Great expectations for our kiss.

Our eyes do meet in messaging

Our mutual consent to be,

Emphasized in heavy breathing,

In anticipation that we

Will very soon let our lips lock,

As moving forces meant to meet,

Sensing lovely electric shock,

Generating a lot of heat.

You hot pepper me with desire,

Surely catching my lips on fire.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Time in God's Time

In the Bible, I often read

Of Kairos, God's time, tales of old,

Teaching lessons of life indeed,

Still applicable as when told.

When I was young in Sunday School,

The Bible stories were taught me,

Especially the Golden Rule,

That still today, as then should be.

The times the Bible tells of this,

Thousands of years ago, are still

Teaching me that I should not sin.

I should conform mine to God's will.

Chronologically now old, I'm

Seeking salvation in God's time.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Hopper Whopper

Dan'l Webster, jumper, well trained

For jumping competition set.

No one in the county complained,

So on Dan'l was heavy bet.

But when came time for Dan'l to

Jump, he just could not move at all.

Judges did what they had to do,

Dan'l, the loser, was the call.

Later, Dan'l belched out some lead

Pellets, causing big gain in weight,

Not knowing Dan'l had been fed

By his competition, ill fate.

This Mark Twain tale made history,

Sport of frog jumping came to be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Touchy

An old veteran, I got to

Go on a base and get to see

A stealth fighter, visible true,

Right out in the open it be.

Even though I could see it fine,

It was quite a distance away,

Past a rope with "No Touching" sign.

I wanted a closer display,

So I went past the rope, right up

To the stealth fighter, fast I got.

Then I reached out and touched it, yup,

Would blame I'm feeble if was caught.

After touching it, I can vouch

I heard that stealth fighter yell, "Ouch!"

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 In My Nature

The man's best friend, he said I be.

We be together a long time.

He could always depend on me

To stay with him as long as I'm

Getting fed the food that I need.

And he did feed me very well,

I appreciated indeed,

And contented with him, did dwell.

But then nature did take her course,

And hunger within me did grow.

I had to find a new meat source.

Naturally, to him I did go.

My friend, the man, is now dead meat,

And I, a hungry dog, must eat.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 They've Never Met

My heart tells me I should do this.

My mind tells me I should do that.

If this and that were same, pure bliss

Throughout my being habitat.

But alas, this my heart tells me

Is never that, my mind does tell.

So always there's uncertainty

Within my being where I dwell.

Both right and wrong be mind and heart,

So can't say either tells me best.

But worst is feeling ripped apart,

When they are both put to the test.

Two things in me keep me upset,

My mind and heart, who've never met.