Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Doing Me

"Atlas Shrugged," the book by Ayn Rand

Warned of the threat to humankind

Of worldwide movement that be planned

To take control of human mind.

Communism o'er masses would

Make individual rights wrong.

Total state allegiance be good,

The only way one should belong.

For a while western powers tried

To fight this way of life, but when

China forced its power worldwide,

No stopping communism then.

"I am done with the monster of 'We',"

Done in by China's brainwashing of me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Sacred Vow

All first responders, time and place,

Doing duty, lives on the line,

Never sure of hazards they face,

Inspired and trained to perform fine.

As often happens with our best,

Comrade or comrades to harm fall.

That's when fellows rise to the test,

No matter danger of the call.

A rescue mission need be done,

Sometimes successful, sometimes not.

But forever be all for one,

All ones in harm be not forgot.

A bond forever vowed to bind,

No man or woman left behind.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Etrigan the Demon

From hell, Etrigan the Demon is

A comic book superhero

Who's often in the do good biz,

As wizard Merlin bound him go.

But scary looking creature, he

With muscled orange and yellow skin.

Webbed ears and horns on his head be,

And red eyes with a glow therein.

For any and all in his way,

From his mouth he projects hellfire.

His fangs and claws tear through his prey,

Ever battling, never to tire.

Etrigan the Demon, and I'm

A fan, cuz he oft speaks in rhyme.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Word, "Persnickety," of Scottish Origin

His wife just dead, and so the Scot,

Quite fussy on money be spent,

A cheapest death notice he sought

From the local newspaper sent.

When the Scot first wrote out, "Wife dead,"

Was told by the newspaper clerk,

Cheapest charge had a six word spread.

The Scot pondered what best would work.

"Wife dead," two words he thought should stay.

What four other words to detail?

So the Scot added on to say

Four more words, "Hair curlers for sale."

Always lookout for bargain be,

The Scot is quite "purse"nickety.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Fun With My Boys

I hear my boys say loud the sign,

"No swimming," so swimming we go.

As far as I'm concerned, just fine,

Our swimming skills, we all can show.

Splishing and splashing in the pond,

Great for each and every one.

Then we all see on path beyond,

Cop, end of all our swimming fun.

From the pond, we all scramble out,

My boys grabbing their clothes, not I,

Never a clothes wearer, no doubt.

Then all of us away do fly.

Was swimming, now running with my boys,

Whatever with them, this dog enjoys.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 A Character in the Seaside Inn

Autumn, an English seaside inn,

A sweet little old lady, I

Am a popular heroine

In many mystery supply.

So rest and relaxation will

Not be forthcoming for my stay.

Instead I'll use my wit and skill,

As murder plot comes on display.

So I'll be booked busy for sure.

Agatha Christie gave me fame.

Inn arrival, I register,

Sign Miss Jane Marple as my name.

She wrote me in this time and place

To solve another murder case.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 I Was and Still Am

Each of you miss me your own way,

As memory in each your mind.

Though I am gone, I still do stay.

Neither of you leave me behind.

Whoever would come after me,

Would somehow, sometime need compete

For your love with a memory

Of someone they would never meet.

Inside of you both, I still dwell,

Make you seem to others outside,

That neither of you still does well,

That as just an infant I died.

I am the one you both once had,

When you first became Mom and Dad.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Why I Write

Once I was deemed a mental case,

Institutionalized for that,

For me a boring time and place.

So while in confined habitat,

I began writing sonnets to

Keep myself being entertained,

And gave me something fun to do,

While I was forcibly detained.

Not long after my writing start,

I was told the shrinks agreed, hence

Take my poetry and depart.

I thought this no coincidence.

So I keep writing poetry,

Hoping they won't recommit me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Just the Tapper

Anytime this blackbird bored be,

I look for humans to poke fun,

Just like that Raven, kin of me,

Back with weird Mr. Poe had done,

Who did some tapping on a door,

And drove weird Mr. Poe more mad,

By quothing over, "Nevermore."

Birds know with tapping fun be had.

Tapping on windows, I prefer,

So I can see humans react,

And seeing such is fun for sure.

Humans are weird, and that's a fact!

Just a window tapper be I,

No desire be baked in a pie.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 In the Making

Arthur and wizard Merlin failed

Kingdom of Camelot with war.

Men fought and died and women wailed

That human life should be much more.

Lady of the Lake had at first

Given Arthur and Merlin aid,

But when her hope for best turned worst,

A decision the Lady made,

Causing Arthur and Merlin to

Lose the Camelot kingdom till

A queendom the Lady would do,

A best destiny to fulfill.

Return of Lady of the Lake

To bring peace for humankind sake.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Final Stretch

The wife, stranger than her norm strange,

Was told by my mother in law,

A hit on her I did arrange,

And for the wife, the final straw.

I looked the wife in her face straight,

Thinking this a strategic way

To boldly lie to my mad mate,

Cuz from the truth I needed stray.

My mother in law, such a strain,

Always telling the wife truth that

Always caused the wife to complain

My being a cheating tom cat.

I guess that is why I'm now here,

Laid out in this morgue stratosphere.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Wednesday Blues

Only half way through the work week,

The boss is heavy on my back.

Weekend oasis I sure seek.

I always seem to have the knack,

Getting a tyrannical boss

Who drives me to the very brink

Of wanting to give him a toss.

But unemployment sure does stink.

And so I've got the Wednesday blues,

Just have to drag myself through it,

Carry the weight of a boss, who's

Making me so mad I could spit.

Of course what can this camel say?

Every work week day is hump day!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The Bridge I Now Cross

When I was younger, I would fight

A lot, and even went to war,

So self assured this was all right.

Such outside stuff, my inside tore

Me up, and I drove myself to

Bad addictions to numb my pain.

Then helped to a bridge, I, anew,

Began to cross, began to gain

More peace in body, mind and soul,

To be a useful person, who'll

Try to help others as my goal,

And strive to live the Golden Rule.

Upon death, my crossing will cease.

I hope to hold all inner peace.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I'm Named for a Deadly Sin

Most of my time I'm in my tree,

Where food, water and shelter is.

Just go to ground to poop and pee,

Right back up tree after done biz.

When English speaking folks first found

Me, after I was watched a while,

I got a name that was renowned

For a deadly sin, made me smile,

As I realized there and then,

Only humans need words for such,

Cuz only humans commit sin.

Mine is no sin, though do it much.

Instinctively, I just knoweth,

A sinless sloth, I just sloweth.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Artemis

Forever, humans have sought to

Ask me as goddess of night glow,

Give them my blessing to pursue

The better of me all to know.

And so in honor of my fame,

The Artemis now comes to me,

In in some boldness, bears my name,

Coming to me in their journey.

Such homage I deem be good worth,

So in my welcoming I shine

Upon all life there is on Earth,

In wonder and in awe of mine.

I, Artemis, allow this chance,

Mere mortals around me to dance.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 He Would Not Listen to Me

I raised him up, my pride and joy,

Hoping he'd become a good man.

He was determined, still a boy,

To do his own and not my plan.

And so he practiced night and day

To be the best at it he could.

And often to me he would say,

"I'm better at it than just good."

Then came the time he chose to leave,

Assuring me he'd be all right.

And nothing I could do but grieve,

Knowing that he would lose the fight.

Too many a boy draws his gun,

Too many a Ma mourns her son.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 His Finale Song

In the woods, I'm taking a nap.

Some noise wakes me up suddenly.

And annoying, my mind does snap,

That such an intrusion does be.

I see and hear some guy who is

Singing very loudly a song

That negatively minds my biz,

And must be punished for such wrong.

So by the river, through the trees,

As he does run, I give him chase.

Of course, I catch him with such ease.

He loses, and I win the race.

A hard lesson, he's now aware,

Do not wake up a grumpy bear.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Faith in Me

My master told me he'd be gone

For quite a while, in the meantime

He said he depended upon

Me, his servant, and so now I'm

Entrusted with my master's house

And its care until his return.

Will I serve well, or will I louse

It up? An unknown that I yearn

To know. Will I be worst or best?

Of myself, I am not so sure.

Serving my master is a test

For me, that each day does occur.

My master left with faith in me.

When he returns, who will I be?