Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Loss of a King

King Charles the First of England be

A king who thought he held the crown

By right of God's divinity.

Thinking otherwise, he put down

As corruptible to his reign,

And would be fought with all his will,

While on the throne he did remain,

Divine destiny to fulfill.

So then became a test of might,

Rebels against the king arose.

King Charles sent his armies to fight,

But victory went to his foes.

Parliament ruled the king be dead.

Over crown right, Charles lost his head.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Answer to Your Question

What if? questions from you to me

Are really getting hard to hear.

I know you hope my answer be

That in our relationship, we're

Gonna be such a perfect pair,

And all your what ifs? answered by

Me, erasing all your despair.

But I've got no reason to lie,

So I'm gonna do what you ask.

The hole you've dug, I will fulfill

The sad but necessary task

Of shutting you up with a kill.

What if? What if? What if? What if?

Here' your answer, you're now a stiff.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Current Chapter

Decades back, my life did begin.

It's true that time does seem to fly.

Now my 7th chapter I'm in,

Statistics say that soon I'll die.

In Chicago, long my home town,

Along the Lake I often walk.

But older I get, I tire down,

Time chips away at this old block.

Yet able still to volunteer

At the lovely Lincoln Park Zoo.

Being there puts me in best cheer,

That still there's much to think and do.

From fact to fiction dream I nurse,

Maybe my chapters will reverse.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Elemental

The Santa Ana winds do blow

Savage wildfires out of control,

And my home to ashes does go.

I feel such loss deep in my soul.

Then all around me starts to shake,

And water mains violently burst,

Another California quake,

Not good, but would not be the worst.

Earth, wind and fire, together be

Reminders of nature's cruel force.

But part of nature, also me,

So I seek help from nature's source.

And on my knees I fall and pray,

In faith that God will show my way.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Nightshade & Nectar

I be a Nightshade plant who is

Oft visited by insects who

Slurp up my nectar making biz.

In turn pollination they'll do.

Some bugs bug, meant to or not.

Then sugary "wound" nectar, I

Make, summoning friend ants, a lot,

Who feed on my nectar supply.

And then, in return, defend me best,

Attacking those bugs bugging me,

And ridding me of such a pest.

A sweet alliance this does be.

Friends are called on by this Nightshade,

Depending on nectar I've made.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Misplaced Normalcy

In the beginning be ideal

As a destination to go,

To be of service, true and real.

Privilege upon meant to bestow

The goer with the senders' trust,

The goer would work hard and long,

To be a part of good and just,

And not to go for selfish wrong.

But such ideal did not long last,

As over time the goers went,

And chose self serving vote be cast,

As self be prime to represent.

Going to U.S. Congress for

Self greed is normal, more and more.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Performer Extraordinaire

I am a quite unique songbird,

Bach concertos I always sing.

For a canary, seems absurd,

So to humans I love to bring

My music to them to astound.

Unannounced, I like to appear,

Often visiting them homebound,

Where I do sing and they do hear

This gift of nature given me.

Of course, I prefer humans who,

For them a welcome sound I be,

Appreciating my Bach, true.

The human world, I always shock

When I sing to all, "I'll be Bach!"

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Paint My Thanks

She welcomed me when I first came.

I knew that we would get along.

Soon I learned that Sue is her name,

First impression of her, not wrong.

Sue encouraged me to take up

Painting to spend some of my time.

It's fun, and so to thank her, yup,

A special gift for Sue, now I'm

Using lots of yellow and green

Paint, main colors that Sue does wear,

A painting to show that I mean

A lot of thanks for her great care.

This monkey's thanks for Sue I do,

Painting my keeper at the zoo.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Sign

U.S. healthcare executive,

Killed by a dreamy looking guy,

Who judged the villain should not live,

Woke brand of justice should apply,

No matter, murder be a crime,

The dreamy guy got off scot free,

Happening in woke place and time

Of the U.S. society.

Autograph seekers outside court

Swarm the dreamy guy, all to get

His autograph, that they can sport

To their social media set.

Cold blooded murderer let out,

Did a public service, no doubt.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 The Bendable Law

The Constitution taught to me,

A white kid, in school long ago,

Sounded a good document be,

Its benefits, all I did know.

But through my years, I saw and heard

A lot of controversy came

When the Constitution's last word,

The Supreme Court said, was held to blame

For wrongs and injustices done

To fellow We the People who

Did feel the ideals once begun,

The Constitution did undo.

The U.S. Constitution ideal,

For many We the People, unreal.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Spicy Tale

We be together, time and place,

For added flavoring, both used.

For her I got such a hot case,

But she stayed cold and not amused.

And so I tried to sprinkle her

With bits and pieces of my yearn.

But all I got served back for sure

Was her cold shoulder in return.

And then she even went to court,

Cease and desist order on me,

Charged with being too pungent sort,

I was shaken. How could this be?

A spicy tale, pepper at fault,

Unwanted sensual assault.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 The Pink Pillbox Hat

Jacqueline Kennedy wore me,

The pink pillbox hat, the day when

President Kennedy and she

Were in Dallas, Texas, and then,

Sadly, the President was shot,

And in Parkland Hospital, died.

To there, the First Lady was brought,

And then shortly afterward, I'd

Be removed by my Lady to

Be given to someone to hold.

A disappearance then I'd do,

And my whereabouts never told.

Been missing since that fateful day,

I know where I am, but can't say.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Transitioning

The casket, silken lined, is shut,

With the funeral service now done.

The family and friends here, but

None seem to be having much fun.

A lot of sorrow hangs in the air,

Usual for this time and place

Of severance I am aware,

Nothing's static in any case.

I know there'll be an interlude,

Going to the cemetery.

But then be total solitude,

All quite a difference for me.

Whatever comes next, I don't know,

As off to burial I go.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Lone Rangering

I watched "Lone Ranger" on T.V.,

As a kid, wanted to be like him.

So when I grew up, I did be

Modern Lone Ranger on a whim.

On the weekends, off I would go,

Wearing my mask and other looks,

And ride around, yelling, "Hi Yo,"

Nabbing and taking to jail, crooks.

I've gone crazy my wife does think,

Get professional help, I ought.

Made an appointment with a shrink,

But now she's got a second thought.

My wife admits, yes, she does know

Our kids do dote on Tonto so.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Yes, I Remember My First Love

Do I remember my first love?

A question of me you do ask.

Though old, I have my memory of

Such a person, an easy task.

And refreshing my memory

Of her is always welcome thought.

So I thank you for asking me.

Many loving memories I've got.

Having such a first love, I know

Is not unusual of course.

And very likely, you also

Can share with me this first love source.

First love, do I remember her?

Of course, my Momma be for sure.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 One Stop Shop

For soup I have a hunger for,

But check, and I am out of stock.

So trip is needed to the store.

I make out a list as I walk.

In my soup I want there to be

The freshest in cuts of prime meat,

The kind acquired in taste by me,

And all my neighbors like to eat.

So I know sources will be good

In the franchise store opened up,

Convenient in my neighborhood,

For making best soup I will sup.

I stock up at our Kwik-E-Mart,

Cannibal with my shopping cart.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Yours Untruly

When much younger than I am now,

I believed truth as power be,

But as I got older, somehow,

That once belief got lost in me,

When I chose to become one who

Lived off how well, power I could

Use to my advantage to do

Whatever might be of most good

For me, and so the truth I twist

In any way that serves me best,

A power grab I can't resist,

To stay winning pick in contest.

As a true politician, I,

To stay in power, have to lie.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Pride in Me

When I was a teenager, young,

I felt different from friends I had,

Becoming target of foul tongue

And deed that made me feel so bad.

But also different were my folks,

Who both made great effort to give

Me right love to deal with bad jokes

Others made, and I grew to live

And let live any others who

Did not have folks of loving kind,

Helping their child to think and do

As one with a forgiving mind.

My Mom and Dad, most gratefully,

Instilled that sense of pride in me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 "Buffy" Beginner

"Buffy the Vampire Slayer" show

Came to T.V. because of her.

She kept it secret, few did know

She's why the series be for sure.

Though not on the set day by day,

Encouragement to cast and crew

She'd send in her generous way,

And gave them all a rave review.

A nod to her from writers came

For her behind the scenes support,

January 19th, the same

Birthday, she and Buffy would sport.

As the start up producer, she,

Dolly Parton, made Buffy be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Future Outcome

The human mind be given will

To use any and all means to

Most power destiny fulfill.

That's what all wars are meant to do.

And through the ages, warfare be

More destructive as knowledge is

Evolving to that destiny

Of who will triumph power biz.

Most powerful human elite

Are racing now for most control,

Using this best tool to defeat

All others in ultimate goal.

Created by the human mind,

A.I. conquers all humankind.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Dialogue Duet

"I got a call from your girlfriend,"

"Tattletaling of your affair."

"Honey, my mistake that will end."

"I'm filled with remorse and despair."

"I should divorce you, and I would,"

"But it's our kids I'm thinking of."

"Honey, I know I've been no good."

"Please give another chance our love."

"I promise all faithful I'll be."

"I'm willing to pay any price."

"Okay, but first you'll give to me"

"Bauble in diamonds would be nice."

"You're such an understanding wife."

"Husband, that's why you've still got life."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Jesus Loves Me

I've learned that Jesus is full of

Pure love for all of humankind,

And spreads by word and deed, His love

To any of us He may find.

Christianity came about

After Jesus, the man, was killed.

And in His name there be no doubt,

Lots of churches be a lot skilled,

Preaching what we should think and do,

Too often in a money game.

Some churches oft preach false as true,

To profit more in Jesus' name.

The Bible tells me Jesus be

The best of friend I want for me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Esther

Esther, beautiful woman who

The king of Persia chose to be

His queen, not knowing she, a Jew,

Would change his mind eventually.

The Persian Jews faced greatest strife,

Slaughter in the name of the king.

Esther, in risking her own life,

Pled not to do such awful thing.

Esther had prayed to God to give

Her strength of purpose to persuade

The king to let her people live.

Her prayers answered, her saving made.

Story of Esther, ages told,

Jewish heroine, truly bold.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Cage Free

I remember when you bought me,

Paid lots of money to the store.

Such a beautiful bird I be,

Had to possess me all the more.

So in a fancy birdcage, I

Was hung where I could best be shown

To all your friends who happen by,

To show me off and call your own.

"Pretty bird, Pretty bird," you would say,

As I waited for your mistake,

And which came, made my getaway,

And flight to freedom I did make.

I've flown your cage, out of your sight,

But left my farewell feather, bright.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Foam Freakout

The Missus had look of alarm,

Said foaming at the mouth was me,

Was worried that I would cause harm,

Because a rabid dog I be.

Our humans would be quite upset

When they found out, and hunt me down.

A putting to sleep I would get,

The Missus warned me with her frown.

Of course I knew the Missus did

Jump to bad conclusions a lot,

But knew this was no time to kid

Her, being very overwrought.

The Missus just made a mistake,

Forgot she'd made me a milkshake.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Transported to Fun

When I am walking here and there,

I love to watch the birds in flight,

Moving so quickly through the air.

So often times I wish  might

Be able to fly like a bird.

But being made a human, I

Know that such flying is absurd,

But still wish I had wings to fly.

Once in a while I'm given gift

Of flying like a bird to keep

My spirit for such in uplift.

Such happens while I am asleep.

Flying forth on the wings I sprout,

Just like a bird, great dream no doubt.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I'm Weirdly Normal

I grow up in a neighborhood,

Lots of neighbors do call me weird.

My folks don't think that is too good,

Try to assure me, as I'm  raised,

That, yes, I do look different from

All the neighbors, and my folks, too,

But is not a fact worrisome.

I am a normal human, who

Should not fret if I'm weird or not.

I have a very normal mind.

And my folks do love me a lot,

Let neighbors talk, try to be kind.

I guess that weird to them I be,

Normal Martians adopted me.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 "Darecrow"

Together, Hubby and I've been

For decades, and I love to try

New enticements to perk again

'Twist and 'tween us in fun supply.

So when Hubby headed off to

The store, I put on our front lawn,

A blowup pole dancin' doll, who

Would be for Hubby, my come on

And let's spend the rest of the day

Doin' a bunch of that and this

Keepin' us frisky, as we play

Our long and ever game of bliss.

His dancin' queen wants all to know

I love dare Hubby, my old crow.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Mushroom Woman

A lady of the evening, I

Like to hang out in a place that

Has dark and damp in good supply.

It's my most pleasant habitat

For me to meet and greet, gee whiz,

The fun guy ones who seek me out

To sell my name brand of show biz,

The oldest profession, no doubt.

But when I see you head toward me,

I knew you would be trouble, true,

And so, emphatic I must be,

I will not be picked up by you.

This Mushroom Woman is no fool,

You are just a nasty toadstool!

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Just a Brief Pause

Chicago 'long the Lake at night,

Waves gently lapping on the shore.

I briefly pause, such sound and sight

With me so many times before.

But rarely do I ever pause

To take time to appreciate.

I guess I rarely do because

I'm a product, this urban fate

Has stuck within this place and time,

To use the beauty here around

To take advantage, and so I'm

Off to do mischief as I'm bound.

Just a brief pause for this street thug,

Lookin' for someone ripe to mug.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Puddle Skip

Two young ducks flew to the city,

With all its pollution and grime.

Both ducks were feeling quite gritty,

Searched for suitable place and time

To land into some water where

They could splish and splash all about.

A puddle on a road down there,

They approached, but one had some doubt.

This one duck watching the other,

Did feel the need to warn him back,

"This puddle's not for us, brother."

"I'll tell you why," the duck did quack.

"To pop into this puddle will"

"Leave us just as two wet roadkill."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Less Pressure on Me

I'm the piece of furniture that

My owner still dotes most upon,

Decades together in his flat.

He's joyous when she sits upon

Good ol' me, his cane bottom'd chair.

Fanny became love of his life.

Her sittings on me, wear and tear,

Weight of her bottom, source of strife.

It be a miracle that I

Held myself all together when

She sat. Sadly, Fanny did die,

But for him, sits on me again.

Since Fanny's now a ghost as such,

Her fanny doesn't weigh as much.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Still Being Useful

I share this time and place with that

Are no longer needed and old,

Replaced in below habitat,

Wanted and new by the household.

From an era that's now begone,

I still keep busy with my work,

Still be of use and carry on

My duties, never one to shirk.

I lose a feather as I fly,

Serving my old friends, we all be.

Since I've but limited supply,

I'll stick that feather back in me.

This feather duster does as must,

This attic always has got dust.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Bad Pick

It was in sixth grade that we had

The first school dance that I went to.

Beforehand, worried I'd be bad,

Mom showed a few steps I could do.

At the dance, soon a teacher got

A boy I knew to be a creep

To ask me to dance, I was caught

In a pickle, but tried to keep

My wits, as we went on the floor.

I hoped for a very quick close,

But he gyrated more and more,

And stuck his finger up my nose.

So embarrassed, to feeling sick,

That this first dance had been my pick.