Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Gone for a Season

Salt and pepper in shakers got

Into an argument about

Which was the best, and each one thought

Themselves the very best, no doubt.

Both made their shakers turn and tilt,

With a shake out of both of them,

Till both seasonings were all spilt,

Disappearing in flight mayhem.

Sadly, to season food there be

No more salt and pepper at hand,

Their absence quite a mystery,

Nobody seemed to understand.

Both were gone, for no good reason,

From all food, gone for a season.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 To Victory from Defeat

Drugs and alcohol I did let

Attack my body, mind and soul.

Drunk and drug addict I did get.

War within took a heavy toll,

Causing me so much stress and strife,

That I attempted suicide.

God sent strangers to save my life.

Reason for living was supplied.

And with God's help. I knew I could

Have addition recovery,

And turn my life from bad to good,

Be a loving and better me.

For God's help I do daily pray,

And clean and sober I do stay.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Meaning of My Life

They talk of meaning of my life,

A good father and husband, me.

Nice to hear from my kids and wife.

In truth, I didn't always be.

Yes, I had a lot of success,

But I had lots of failure too.

That's just the way of life, I guess,

Some good, some bad to think and do.

But it's nice to be talked about

By my family for good done,

Spare me hear of my bad, no doubt,

As they look down on this still one.

Of course just good stuff they would say

About me, since I've passed away.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Favorite Y2K Rumor

As the world approached Y2K,

My favorite rumor that spread,

Computerized aircraft fall prey

To computer systems, instead

Of working, would shut down, confused

About 1900 new year,

Time when computers were not used,

So computers need disappear.

Many air travelers stayed home,

Spooked by this rumor they had heard,

Better safe than sorry to roam

Skies if this prediction occurred.

So to bring in Y2K, I,

In flight, 40,000 feet high.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 On/Offish?

An angel fish, I long did stay

With a nice family who named

Me Mr. No Name, but came day,

Being an angel I be aimed

To make my way to heaven where

I should spend a fintastic time

On a high scale without compare.

Once at the Pearly gates and I'm

Gilled up for my eternal bliss.

But then St. Peter I do see.

Now I'm uncertain about this,

On what the future is for me.

I am really nervous, gee whiz,

Once a fisherman, always is!

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Elvis

50's and 60's I grew up

With him, he was my sure star man

My folks at last relented, yup,

Though neither of them be a fan.

Ed Sullivan Show, his debut

On T.V. was my sheer delight.

The folks just frowned as I did view

His performance that special night.

All his records and movies were

As though he performed just for me.

Someday I'd visit him for sure,

Bus trip to Memphis, Tennessee.

The day I heard that Elvis died,

The kid in me broke down and cried.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Passage

We knew the feelings that you had.

When younger, we both had them too,

Feeling that life went worse from bad,

No matter what we'd say or do.

So knowing this, we tried to give

All the understanding we could,

Hoping, through this stage, we'd all live,

And come out at the end for good.

Inheritance by you from us

Of growing up pain to endure,

Then you came out as an A plus.

Your Mom and Dad be proud for sure.

You were our own rebelling kid,

Just like with our parents we did.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Thoreau's Advantage

Henry David Thoreau did write

That "the mass of men lead lives of"

"Quiet desperation," insight

He wrote from the place he did love,

Walden Pond, where he lived alone,

Not in humanity's rat race

To acquire more and more to own.

Thoreau, in nature's lovely place,

Was free to write truth on his mind,

With no one close, a fuss to give,

Unlike most mass of men, to find

A non desperate way to live.

How did Thoreau enjoy his life?

Never did have a nagging wife.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 She Made Me Do It

Here we both are in the back yard.

I've dug a hole to bury you,

Not what I wished in that regard,

But something my spouse made me do,

After she saw you and complained

That was my job to rid her of

Your presence, and sternly maintained

I must do so to show my love.

So I worked out a trap plan that

Would lure you to your final end,

Which happened, and now we're both at

Point of a last farewell, my friend.

We're here now because of my spouse,

Who was afraid of you, a mouse.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Future Foretold

For my thirteenth birthday I went

To a fortune teller to tell

What in the future would present

To make me known so very well.

The fortune teller then told me

When I was much older I would

As a model in artwork be,

Assuring I'd be known for good.

The fortune teller, short on time,

Had to leave with no more detail.

So I guess while growing up, I'm

Waiting such future to avail.

So I will wonder all the while,

Who'll paint my Mona Lisa smile?

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Swiss Cheese Paradox

There's a lot of holes in Swiss cheese,

So more the cheese, the more the holes.

A thought I think which seems to tease

Me, as taking up my mind, it rolls

Around, as I try to do math

Of how much Swiss cheese I should get.

Perplexed, I find myself in wrath

That such is getting me upset.

More cheese I get, more holes there be.

So how much more cheese would it take

To be in the right quantity?

This thinking's making my head ache.

The more Swiss cheese I have, I guess

I really don't have more, but less!

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Choice Between Metaphor and Real

I'm good and have a heart of gold,

And try in all to find their best.

This praise by many I am told,

And hearing such I do feel blessed.

But when I was alone one night,

I was accosted by a thief.

Even though I was filled with fright,

I spoke to him in the belief

That if my words to him were kind,

The thief would feel remorse instead,

And cause the thief to change his mind.

But the thief struck me on my head.

And stolen by this thief so bad,

Heart shaped pendant of gold I had.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 The Great Divide

A lot of time we kids hung out,

Thought and did lots of stupid stuff.

It was a lot of fun no doubt.

But you, I did not care enough

To even ask f your life had

A lot of heavy happening,

That left you in a heap of bad,

With all the hard pain that does bring.

I only wanted you for fun,

And didn't care 'bout your inside.

Then when our being kids was done,

We parted with a great divide.

Good for me, bad for you, was fate,

Should have cared then, but now too late.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Under Study

Advanced life forms have come to Earth

To study species humankind.

Some become human to find worth

Of what goes on in human mind.

Studies have found that humans need

Each other to fill emptiness

Felt if alone in thought and deed.

Over long time, studies assess

Humans in mix be worst to best,

But even at best, bring dismay.

Advanced life forms are not impressed,

Awaiting coming judgement day.

Advanced life forms in habitat

Prefer to have a dog or cat.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Win Some, Lose Some

Fell from heaven, I made a deal

With the boss up there that I could

Use any trick, beg, borrow or steal

Folks to turn bad who were born good.

And lots of folks dug their own hole.

I be their wishing well of sin,

And at well bottom, sell their sole,

Another boss loss and my win.

But once in a while a folk is

Able to get a helping hand,

Do gooders minding my bad biz,

Meddlesome, but I understand.

Some leave me in their wishing well,

Find help to climb out of my hell.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Breakfasting

It is a lovely morning, while

I am enjoying breakfast that

Tastes so good, I give cook a smile,

Such a help in my habitat.

My pirate and I both retired.

I had lots of booty saved up.

My pirate had not, so required

That I offer him a job, yup.

I just awoke from sleep, and so

This cup of coffee should help me

Perk myself up, ready to go,

Cuz a busy parrot I be.

I keep my pirate on as cook,

Scrambles up eggs great with his hook.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Withered Rose Bed

When you and I chose to be wed,

Yes, I had so many dreams of

Always be roses in our bed

As often as we would make love.

But now is not as was before.

Too oft alone in our abode,

Losing the game of tug of war

With you, the rock star, on the road.

And now I mostly get from you

Your morning phone call, after night

Of drinking and cheating you do.

I, just shadow in your spotlight.

You sing "Bed of Roses," I cry,

Once was our truth, but now a lie.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Glutton for Punishment

A lavish banquet being served,

But I was not invited, so

Pulled fire alarm, feeling quite nerved.

And in just minutes, folks did go.

Now with all the food and drink, I'm

Consuming as much as I can,

Knowing I do not have much time

To indulge my appetite span.

Gallons of drink and loads of food

Into myself I quickly stuff,

Causing my tummy to protrude,

Then popping, telling me enough.

No doubt that guilty I do be

Of deadly sin of gluttony.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Beginner Jumper

I've reached the stage in my life, I'm

Instinctively knowing I need

Begin to practice jumping time,

So to excel at this indeed.

First, I lock my back legs in place,

Then energized, spring from my toes,

And up I jump high into space.

Excitement through my body flows.

I am amazed I jump so fast,

Leap hundred times my body size,

Just a second or so does last

From start to end, quite a surprise.

A successful first jump for me,

Just comes natural to this flea.