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."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 I Buried My Friend

Out in the wilderness we were,

My best friend, Prince, collie, and I,

Then a bear attack did occur.

Prince defended me, but did die.

I came out safe but full of hurt.

I took Prince to a pine tree where

By hand I dug away the dirt,

And laid my Prince's body there.

With large stones I covered his grave,

To keep any predators out.

While doing so, thanked Prince he gave

His life to save my life no doubt.

A final goodbye to Prince I'd say.

Then from my friend, had to walk away.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Carbon Copy My Mistakes

The burning of fossil fuel is

A climate mistake, I'm aware

That I'm always making, gee whiz,

Even though 'bout climate I care.

But to stop my fossil fuel burn

Would be so inconvenient and

Be so more expensively stern.

And so until totally banned,

Fossil fuelless too hard for me.

Of course, lip service I still give

About global warming threat be,

But with my carbon footprint, live.

Carbon copy I rationalize,

Most of us now on Earth do likewise.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Inspiration to Write

What does inspire me most to write,

My sense of humor to show off.

Of course, hope for reader's delight,

But too tickled when readers scoff.

Indeed some topics I write on,

Need more my mad or sad or scare,

But my funny phenomenon

Is favorite for me to share.

So how to make my humor be,

Does be the passion that is mine.

And of course essential for me,

End my rhyme with a fun punchline.

My sense of humor, like to show it,

Much as I can, wannabe poet.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Still Failing

Evil, humans to humans do,

The Bible tells that God knows this,

But tells us to love, pure and true,

And God will reward with His bliss.

Ever on Earth, evil does dwell,

And often in disguises of

Just righteousness for bringing hell

To each and all who seek to love.

The pain and grief and torment brought

By evil to good living be

Proof that humanity is not

Fulfilling God's hoped destiny.

Humans to love, ever God's aim,

But evil's done, and in God's name.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Please Take Me Away

World War II, I am feeling down,

My boyfriend had been shot and killed.

Me. alone in Chicago town,

A lot of grief, my heart is filled.

I hear on the radio that

A flying saucer has appeared.

And from my high rise habitat,

I see it, so do something weird.

Onto my window ledge I climb.

The saucer hovers close to me,

Keeps coming closer, so hope I'm

Gonna become an abductee.

I'm waving to the saucer, yup,

To please pick me, and beam me up.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Robo Future

A glimpse into the future world,

A quite perturbed Robo housewife,

A mess in the kitchen's unfurled,

Causing lots of tension and strife.

The trash can has been overturned

By the Robo dog, household pet,

And Robo housewife's circuits burned,

As what she saw got her upset.

Of course Robo dog looked so sad,

Hoped Robo housewife would see him,

And take pity, his being bad,

But Robo housewife still looked grim.

Thus, for a future world news flash,

Even Robos will still have trash!

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Power Always Corrupts

A.I. data centers do be

The latest industrial mean,

Water and electricity,

Gobbled up, all damn to the green.

Republicans and Democrats

Of course spew forth lots of hot air.

Politicians and bureaucrats

Speechify, pretending to care.

But be assured, powered elite

Always put their profit and greed,

Top priorities to defeat

Basic environmental need.

We the People believe the lie

That humans can defeat A.I.!

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Haven for a While

A soldier sent to fight their war,

I'm a pawn in their power deal.

Pain and suffering 'round me more,

I need to escape from this real.

So certain connections I make

That certainly they don't condone.

But I do so for my own sake,

To find a haven all my own.

The drones and missiles all around.

They try but can't protect me, so

With drugs and booze I'm haven bound.

Out of this real hell I can go.

A fun fantasy world I find

In my substance mood altered mind.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The First One

I'm the flag of the U.S.A.,

One of billions made over time.

But I'm first on unique display.

The year 1969, I'm

Taken on an historic trip

Where no one like me'd gone before.

From a Sears store to a space ship,

A three by five foot flag to soar

Far into the heavens from Earth.

Costing five dollars, fifty cents,

My value went to priceless worth

When left by Neil and Buzz, nice gents.

Time and place for me opportune,

I'm first of my kind on the moon.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Destined to Serve

Though I did die I'm happy that

Some human minds and hands changed me,

And now in human habitat,

Useful to human family.

I understand the human need

To kill my kind, and then to change

Us into what's deemed good indeed

For human use, not new or strange,

Forever destiny of wood.

I feel quite fortunate that my

Remains be changed to something good,

A fine and strong wood table, I.

Of service now to human folk,

Once I lived as a mighty Oak.

Sense Sonnet - Chilller

 Toothfully

They got lucky, but humans boast

As I hang o'er a window view,

Swallowing ships along the coast,

As peekers see me seem to do.

Once, I put fear of death in all

Who came in range of my motion,

Then in stupidity or gall.

Dared to dare me in my ocean.

Then my shark host got caught and killed,

I taken as a souvenir.

But human shudders still instilled,

When for closer look, they come near.

Stories I'd tell would surely shock

If these Jaws decided to talk.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Two Strangers Meet

At night, a busy street in town,

As she is walking up the street

Toward him, as he is walking down.

Then in the middle, the two meet.

Suddenly, rain begins to pour.

For shelter, pedestrians do run.

But she and he feel close rapport,

And stay on the street, one with one,

Feeling this is their time and place

For their first encounter be sure

So meaningful, as both embrace,

Blissfully share, both him and her.

Watchers may think they be insane,

Two strangers dancing in the rain.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Unattainable Tree

Atop the highest mountain peak,

Ever above the clouds I be.

Only Taoist monks do seek

Me, a sacred red bonzai tree,

Believing that I do possess

Mystical energy which can,

By deserving humans, harness,

Into the spirit world to span.

Many a monk does try to climb

Thousands of feet into the air,

But fail each and every time,

And my secrets I never share.

Each Taoist monk, so short of breath,

Tries to reach me, but falls to death.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Risk vs Reward

King Lion makes his monthly stop

To have his royal mane trimmed well,

At his favorite barber shop,

In barber Puss's chair to dwell.

Puss knows there's great reward or risk

Giving King Lion a haircut.

Any mistake, not just tsk tsk,

And certainly not just tut tut.

Rather Puss would feel teeth and claws

By King Lion if oops assessed.

But Puss never worries, because

As mane trimmer, Puss be the best.

Puss always gives a great mane clip,

Rewarded by generous tip.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Your Bright Eyes

Your bright eyes lit up all my life.

And though you saw the flaws in me,

You chose be with me as my wife,

And made life happy for us be.

Your bright eyes saw me bare and true,

Accepted me as to you shown,

So I could never lie to you,

For right away, you would have known.

Your bright eyes shined through many years,

Through all the ups and downs we had,

Through all our laughter, all our tears,

Through so much good with little bad.

Your bright eyes look at me, as I'm

Looking back at you, one last time.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Sour Puss

It's an All Poetry contest,

Reaction poetry the ask.

So I react to this request,

Feeling quite upbeat for this task.

But I am at my keyboard still,

Hours later, late into night.

What's happened to my penning skill?

All of my words are wrong I write.

I'm not reacting well for sure,

And feeling very purrposeless,

Making me a tense ball of fur.

How long is gonna last this stress?

This cat is frustrated because

My mind has writer's block to paws.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Boys at the beach

Off to the beach in early morn,

Nearest folk in far passing ship,

Soon gone along with any scorn,

Two boys out for a skinny dip.

Newly teenaged were Ben and I.

Since kindergarten, best friends we.

I wanted more, I couldn't lie,

And Ben was so gentle with me.

We shared lots of frolic and fun,

But romantic role, he'd not fill.

Ben's love for me was not that one.

Decades later, we're best friends still.

Ben truly helped me find my way,

As he went straight and I went gay.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Traffic Collision

The Boss is really mad at me

For allowing an accident.

Flying over north Maine were we,

When quite suddenly a crash sent

Us downward but safely to ground,

The Boss and rest of us shook up.

Another vehicle too downed.

Local police soon arrived, yup,

And began interviewing us.

Way behind our schedule we were.

I'm sure the Boss wanted to cuss.

Other driver looked weird for sure.

I be Rudolph with sore red nose,

Which has blind spot for UFOs!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Kite Flying

Grandson, Grandpa and I, Sunday,

At the beach under warm sunlight.

Grandson and I have come to play.

Grandson's trying out a new kite.

Grandpa has come to make sure we

Behave ourselves like youngsters should.

Puffing his pipe, Grandpa does be

Sitting in a cozy spot, good

To read the newspaper, of course.

Some running feet do plow by him,

Grandson's and my feet be the source,

Leaving Grandpa looking quite grim.

Grandson's running keeps that kite up.

I run along, a happy pup.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Sometimes

Sometimes my mind thinks me to hell,

Where I make scary shadows rear

Disrupting guests in me to dwell,

With my permission to feed fear.

Sometimes I let this go on long,

Unable, unwilling to cope,

Feeling I'm in a swamp of wrong,

Unable, unwilling to hope.

Sometimes when I'm in such sad way,

Always within me comes a spark.

I fall upon my knees and pray,

And I am led out of my dark.

Sometimes when my mind's filled with fright,

Lord in my heart shows me the light.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Mama's Family Flies as One

Matryoshka family is

Seen by the Aeroflot clerk.

Bad for the Russian airline biz,

A passenger loophole does irk

The airline, as its clerk does ask

If Mama packed herself today,

Which is Mama's usual task,

Packing her six children away.

First one packed in Mama inside,

With each kid packed in the next, so

The whole family has complied

As single passenger to go.

The Matryoshka family's win,

When carry on is a carry in.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 How History Be

Throughout history, people came

And went, forgotten by those who

Record history, with acclaim,

Assuring those who think and do

Similar in achieving goal

Of taking the most power and

Holding such, maintaining control.

So all peoples must understand

To only victors go the voice

To require all peoples to find

That history records one choice,

That of victors of humankind.

Forgotten chapters of history

Erased by those claiming victory.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 One Dream Come True

A challenge to myself I make,

To a place I have never known.

A little worn pathway I take.

Nobody's around, I'm alone.

For several hours through the trees,

I walk under evergreens, tall.

Harder to climb, the more at ease

Choosing upon nature to call.

And then I leave the trees to walk,

With the harsh winds howling about,

As I climb over barren rock,

Soon to triumph, I have no doubt.

Upon the mountaintop I stand,

Clouds drift below me in dreamland.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Sign of Intoxication

To Colorado mountain road

Road maintenance guy, Ralph, was sent.

New warning sign needed bestowed,

As the old sign just up and went

To somewhere by someone unknown.

Ralph had taken some booze along

To drink, since he was all alone.

Ralph was known for pranks that went wrong.

Yield to deer crossing picture, he

Put up exactly the right way.

Then a few drinks later, Ralph be

In mischief mood for sign display.

A massive traffic jam balloons,

As all stop looking for "Baboons."