Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Beauty Be Beast

A newcomer to these woods, I

Am walking when I come upon

A beautiful plant, sprouting high,

Entrancing, to which I am drawn.

Colorful blooms waving about,

Enticing fragrance in the air,

Leaves brushing me, so soft no doubt,

As if beckoning me to share

Connection with it for a time.

And I accept without a pause.

But as it envelopes me, I'm

Aware the opening of jaws.

All beauty sensed by me now ceased,

As eaten now by hungry beast.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Red Rose

So beautiful my Red Rose be,

Loveliest in my garden of

All the flowers cared for by me.

Now every day, all of my love

I give to my Red Rose so she'll

Know for certain my love is true,

Know for a fact my love is real,

Know that I ever be one who

Just for her is willing to die,

Which did seem appealing to her

The most of all, I'm unsure why.

But finally, I know for sure.

My love for her, Red Rose did scorn,

Then pierced my heart with her sharp thorn.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Bedtime Story Routine

A bedtime story from Mum Bear,

Told to her Teddys, One, Two, Three,

Their favorite fairy tale to share.

All snuggled in Mum's bed they be.

"Goldilocks and the Three Bears" is

The tale that Mum Bear reads to them.

A naughty human minds bears' biz,

Causing a whole bunch of mayhem.

Reading to her Teddys until

They fall asleep, then Mum will stop.

A practice Mum Bear does with skill,

And then comes the sound of a pop.

Followed by reprimand from Mum,

"Teddy Three, please stop smacking gum."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Answers in God's Time

When I was young, Grandma got ill.

I pray God save her, but she died.

And I was mad. I blamed God's will.

Then stayed too long on the dark side,

Condemning any prayer as just

A wasted time and effort for

A mean God who I could not trust,

Why bother praying anymore.

With lot of pain o'er time and place,

In desperation I did pray

To God and saw my Grandma's face.

I'm blessed now to seek loving way.

I know Grandma's salvation be.

I pray God's salvation for me.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Given and Received

Mrs. Brown caught me skipping school,

On the day before Valentine's Day.

My teacher was strict as a rule,

So I pondered about a way

To maybe soften her up some.

With all of my allowance, I

Bought a valentine to her from

Me and an assorted supply

Of candy, plus a bouquet of

Red roses, hoping all of this

Would show her my respectful love,

And she would overlook my miss.

What Mrs. Brown gave me was bad.

It was a note to Mom and Dad.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Mrs. Brown's Third Grade Class

All of us in our third grade class

Love our teacher, Mrs. Brown, who

On Valentine's Day gave a pass,

Skip arithmetic and to do

A valentine for each of us.

All got paper and crayons and

Scissors and glue and candies, plus

Some rules for us to understand,

Not to leave any classmate out,

And be nice in doing this task.

Any questions or any doubt,

Mrs. Brown smiled and said, "Please ask."

Though Mrs. Brown did not assign,

We all made her a valentine.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Lady Waiting

A woman standing in the rain

On a wet platform waiting for

The arrival of the last train,

Painting idea I did adore.

Since I could not afford to pay

A professional model, I

Tried to think of a cheaper way.

And so approached her with a lie,

Convincing her to pose for me,

Promising a diamond bracelet,

I knew would never come to be.

Needless to say, she was upset.

This painting caused me stress and strife,

Much harsh scorn from my rain soaked wife.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Piece of Advice

Piece of advice I give to you

Is to receive a gift of such

As maybe false or maybe true,

Maybe mean less, maybe mean much.

Piece of advice from me is not

Expected by me that you will

Think that I have wisdom a lot,

Think that I give advice with skill.

Piece of advice I give is same

Advice that I've given before,

Sometimes with praise, sometimes with blame,

Which, more or less, I've not kept score.

Piece of advice given by me,

Piece of advice given for free.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Like My Ike

I like my right big toe the best.

My other nine toes are okay.

But this toe beats out all the rest.

Often it's out and on display.

It happened in high school when I

Was in history class and found

A picture of a famous guy.

The comparison did astound,

When I compared my right big toe

To his picture, and others too

Saw the similarity show.

'Round town my right big toe fame grew.

Cuz my right big toe looks just like

President Eisenhower, Ike!

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Congress Plaza Hotel

Congress Plaza Hotel we're at,

In an expensive 8th floor suite,

Downtown Chicago hotel that

My husband's brought me as a treat.

Decades ago the hotel be

Favorite Al Capone mob hangout,

Planning big crime activity.

Tales of hauntings abound no doubt.

My husband and I go to bed.

I wake to the sound of a shot,

Bullet hole's in my husband's head.

I hear myself screaming a lot.

Next to me the gunman does stand,

Al Capone grins and takes my hand.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Maybe I'll Hire You

You're new in town and of course I'm

Always looking for good bad to

Abet me, gentleman of crime,

To finally be able do

In the dynamic duo, such

Thorns in my well tailored suit side.

Batman and Robin cause me such

Headaches that blow my top hat wide.

Using this umbrella of mine

I'd like to shove it in both where

Sun o'er Gotham City don't shine.

You hate them too, then this we share.

Come to my Iceberg Lounge and hang.

If I'm impressed, you're in my gang.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 The Woman From Ironbark

The man from Ironbark went back there,

And told the wife about the joke,

The barber cutting his throat scare.

Of course the man returned home broke,

And expected the wife to work

For pay, and do chores 'round the house,

Give all her wages to the jerk,

Work like a slave to please the louse.

One night the wife could take no more,

And while the Ironbark man did nap,

She did unto him one last chore,

And no joke on this worthless chap.

Ironbark authorities then took note,

The woman really cut the man's throat.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Murder Witness

Today, while walking home, I be

A witness to a murder real.

So quickly on to home went me,

Where of course I made a big deal

To all my family what I

Was witness to in broad daylight.

What should I do? They heard me cry,

Being a witness to such sight.

My family, they all agreed,

Go to police, they'd all be proud,

Doing my duty, yes indeed.

Then they witnessed me laugh out loud.

Of course my family now knows

This murder was a flock of crows.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 I Stand at the Edge

At the edge of the known I be,

Of my behavior in the past.

Standing in the moment is me,

As the future's unknown is cast.

I know I've been both wrong and right,

Balancing both these in my mind,

Accepting as in day and night,

The many differences I find.

And yes it took me quite a while

To sort through findings for my task,

Draw hope and courage from each pile,

And stand here now prepared to ask.

Some helplessness is felt in thought,

Will I be forgiven or not?

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Dark Red

When she first came upon my scene,

I was so happy that she came,

And felt a bonding 'twixt and 'tween,

Though she was wild and I was tame.

She knew I was nuts about her,

Give her what she wanted to please,

And make her feel comfy for sure.

Being near me, she felt at ease.

But now she's up and disappeared.

Sadly, I think of her so much.

It drives me crazy, makes me teared

That the two of us have lost touch.

I don't know how I can go on.

Dark Red, my favorite squirrel is gone!

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Rocking Chair

I loved my Grandma's rocking chair,

But being 3 and being small,

Not a good fit, lone, rocking there.

So Grandma gave a friend a call,

Who made a rocking chair just right

For me to rock my time away,

Giving me lots of pure delight.

Cousin Susie showed up one day,

And in my rocking chair did sit.

I flipped her out, and off I went

Upstairs to hide it, in a fit.

But tripped, and downstairs we both sent.

I was unharmed, Grandma was glad,

But my rocking chair, busted bad.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My First Valentine

It was a warm Valentine's Day.

On my front porch I sat, when he

Came up the walk, heading my way.

I waved and he waved back to me.

When he got close, I saw him hold

A red Crayola in his hand.

Then he did something I thought bold,

A gift for me that he had planned.

So carefully he drew a heart

With the crayon on wrist of mine.

The two of us gazed at his art.

He gave me my first valentine.

We were neighbors, living next door,

When I was three and he was four.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

No Use for "u"

"I need u," over  and over

Are the words I conclude to be

The words from a long time rover.

When I hear "u," do you mean me?

Cuz "u" is certainly not my

Name, that hearing would mean much more,

If said from a someone who'd I

Figured had on one's mind to score

With me, but I guess I was wrong,

And such someone must just have aim

To be a stringing me along,

Not really caring what's my name.

My name "u' to lazy to spell,

So I tell "u" to go to hell.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Jubilation Arrived

It was a joint decision made

Between my husband and me to

Get pregnant, and both of us prayed.

My husband's task, easy to do.

But then the heavier load came

More and more over time on me.

And no doubt I often would claim

That this would last eternally.

Sympathy did come from my mate,

And finally that feeling strong.

To the hospital two weeks late,

And I did labor hard and long.

Jubilation came early morn,

When at last you, my daughter, born.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Past Porn Star

The 1980's, my decade,

A working gal, friends thought bizarre.

But a lot of money I made

In popular flicks, a porn star.

I was very lucky, I know,

As I did hop from bed to bed,

That sex disease did not bestow,

Making me sick, and maybe dead.

But I got out of that show biz,

Made a good life with family.

Sometimes on T.V. there still is

My past that comes back to haunt me.

So when the grandkids are with me,

I check first what's on the T.V.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Once Your Star

I know I was once your star, and

You always revolved around me.

But often fate happens unplanned,

And what was once now does not be.

Yes, I could be a light to make

Your gloomy shadows go away.

When you felt down, yes I could take

You up on any night and day.

But then I could no longer live

Up to your expectations high.

Perhaps in time you can forgive

My leaving you with no goodbye.

Sometimes, some places, mistakes are,

And I be one, your fallen star.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Just the Right Word

Miss Emily had heard it said,

Saying a word, she should beware

That once spoken, the word was dead.

So, Miss Emily took great care

Not to say a word, but to write

The word into a poem by her.

Of course the word had to be right

Before she wrote it down for sure.

Miss Emily asked fate to give

Her the right word that she would need,

Then that word would forever live

In Miss Emily's verse indeed.

Miss Emily's asking occurred,

I came to her, just the right word.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 On My Way My Love

It has been a long, lonely time

Since I have felt your loving touch.

So as quickly as I can, I'm

Hurrying back to you for such

Reuniting of soul and heart.

Yes, so slowly the time has gone

Since that moment we went apart.

But, soon we approach a new dawn,

My being yours, you being mine,

And our past love we will renew,

As upon us the sun will shine,

And God does speed me back to you.

My river's flowing to your sea,

Into your arms now coming me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Ducks on Call

Farmer Brown's cell phone did fall out

Of his pocket accidently.

Then some ducks were waddling about,

And very curious did be,

When in the field the phone they found.

They knew it was not any crop

That would be growing in the ground.

They poked to see if it would hop,

But it stayed still, but then did ring,

And a voice asked for Farmer Brown,

Who should be fixing their feeding,

And if late, the ducks would feel down.

In unison, the ducks did quack,

"Leave a message to be called back."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Psalm 65-4

Many houses of worship, I

Have visited over my time,

In each of which I always try

To be respectful, because I'm

A guest and seeking to learn of

The varied ways that others may

Seek faith in Almighty God's love,

Which I do seek when I do pray.

God's loving will, I've often sought,

Anytime, any place I need,

Which happens every day a lot,

God guiding me in thought and deed.

In houses of worship I need not be.

Wherever I am, God is with me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Vibe of My Tribe

Sole survivor of a crashed plane,

They found this infant and took me

Back to their high mountain domain,

Where for years, happy I did be.

They taught me how to hunt so that

Of starvation I would not die,

As some in this wild habitat.

When I was a teenage child, I

Was found by people hiking, and

Then taken from my mountain down

To world I could not understand.

I felt a prisoner in the town.

This human tribe is not mine, so

Back to my wolf tribe I now go.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Stranger to Me

I keep thinking it is so strange

That others get to know me and

They say that I had better change.

I cannot really understand,

Because I know myself so well,

Through all the ups and downs I've had.

I'm in best position to tell

That who I am is not so bad.

And I keep telling myself so,

Listening to the others not,

Because myself, I ought to know

Better than others, so I thought.

I know everything about me,

So why a stranger do I be?

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Baby Wren

Outside a baby wren I found.

It must have fallen from its nest,

And now was helpless on the ground.

I wasn't sure if worst or best,

But chose to take it home with me,

Where I did Google to find there

How a sub parent I could be,

In providing good food and care.

And over time I did okay.

The baby wren did grow and thrive,

And I was pleased that in my way,

That I had helped it to survive.

The baby wren I raised until

It flew, its future to fulfill.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Stroll Down Memory Lane

Yes, another Valentine's Day,

And off to brunch we two proceed,

Our favorite spot, just a short way,

Lovely day for a stroll indeed.

As we've celebrated before,

Again we're blessed this time and place,

We appreciate all the more.

Slowly we move, no cause to race.

Any walking, we need take care.

We know this outing's always fun.

So many years we've had to share,

You ninety and me ninety one.

You with walker and I with cane,

Together stroll the winding lane.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Messy Room

I can't remember when last out.

My Mom no longer comes to check.

She's given up, I have no doubt.

My room's a smelly, messy wreck.

It's hard to move about the place,

My maze of junk piled ceiling high.

Scrunched on my bed, I've still some space.

Compulsive hoarder, don't know why.

I'm compelled to hoard to the max,

Hang onto every that and this.

Creative artist with my stacks

Of garbage I've named My Abyss.

Someday my Mom will sadly assume

I'm a missing person in my room.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Ups and Downs of Sailing

At first a perfect sailing day,

Sunny and warm and a calm breeze.

So many sailboats made their way

Out in the sea waters to seize

Such an opportunity of

Fun, skill and camaraderie

Of sailing, a sport all did love.

But, the storm came up suddenly,

Caught at sea and on land off guard.

All sailboats tried to return to

Safe harbor, for all it was hard.

Nature could kill, all sailors knew.

Most sailboats made the safety sought,

Later, search for those that did not.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Devil Deals

Master of the art of the deal

Is the devil without compare.

Some humankind said to appeal

To the devil to give them share

Of power and money as goal,

Taken because of too much greed.

And in return give up their soul

To the devil, master indeed.

For the devil knows all earth is

Available, his deals to make.

The devil's free to mind his biz,

Due to deal made with heaven's sake.

Deals with the devil, none do tell,

For all have died and gone to hell.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Welcome Neighbors

It is again that time of year,

When they come to me for their task,

My neighbors from the cottage near.

Of course I don't require they ask,

Because I am content that I

Provide them with what I can give.

I have more than enough supply.

Good neighbor, I live and let live.

Baskets and wheelbarrows they bring,

Use ladder to reach my above.

Always gives me such good feeling

To share what I have, others love.

My neighbors now are in pursuit,

Picking this apple tree's ripe fruit.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Ambiguous Closeness

She and he, quite happily wed

For many years, with sharing of

Raising the kids and nights in bed,

A couple very much in love.

Family given lots of care,

Both he and she have goals the same.

The ups and downs of life they share,

A happy home, their common aim.

Both have careers which they pursue,

And often in same time and place,

Adversarial be the two,

On opposite sides of a case.

Prosecuting attorney, she,

And a defense attorney, he.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Back to Barn once Be

I had lived in that barn a while,

When O'Leary's cow one bad night

Kicked a lantern onto a pile

Of hay, suddenly fire did light.

I got out as fast as I could,

And headed north in journey till

Landed in a Wisconsin wood,

And survived on my hunting skill.

After a lot of time had passed,

I don't know why, but had desire

To fly back to where I was last,

Before the Great Chicago Fire.

Ruins of barn that used to be,

An owl atop cracked masonry.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Sunlight on Skin Dark

A vital body organ, skin,

Has melanocytes, the cells to

Create the substance, melanin,

Providing pigmentation through

The skin, a prime function which is

To absorb a lot of sun rays,

In the damage of DNA biz.

The more of melanin displays

The darker that the skin does be,

And gives off more radiant glow.

But dark skin is not sun risk free,

And on dark skin, sun screen should go.

Darker colored skin still needs done

Care to protect from too much sun.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Birds' Words

I am a giraffe of few words,

Lounging on my sofa a while.

Then I'm visited by three birds,

Who take perch on my pillow pile.

The birds, parrots, colorful are

Both in their feathers and vocab.

At first their chatter is bizarre,

Then I get comfy with their gab.

I'd never heard such words before,

And swing my neck to hear them all,

Trying to memorize them more,

To be chattier, my next call.

I give those parrots credit, gee,

Lots of cuss words they're teaching me.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Jack's "Valloween"

Jack O'Lantern from Halloween,

Winter put him in frozen way.

Then Jack thawed out in warmer scene,

Found himself on Valentine's Day.

And this got Jack to thinking of

Calling on Cupid to give him

Shot in the old gourd to find love.

So texted Cupid on a whim.

Later, Cupid showed up and learned

What Jack wanted, but gave Jack blame.

Last Halloween, Cupid was burned.

So in revenge, Cupid took aim.

Cupid, in a chainsaw attack,

Made pumpkin pie out of poor Jack

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 City Dwellers

Chicago is our kind of town,

Me and the Missus living high

On a skyscraper and look down

At people far below go by.

Right now we have an empty nest.

The kids are all out on their own,

So time to do what we do best,

Sight see Chicago, our fly zone,

Circling around buildings, stone old,

And new, mostly glass and steel chrome.

Fastest animal, diving bold,

Two peregrine falcons at home.

Look upward, you may see us swoop,

As we fly o'er Chicago's Loop

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Belly Laugh

Jonah was swallowed by a whale,

Was down in its big tummy, so

How did he live to tell the tale?

Of course the Bible let's us know

That the whale was ordered by God

To be a good sport and spit out

Jonah, and so it was not odd

That Jonah did survive no doubt.

But what was Jonah doing while

The whale was getting divine word?

Tummy tickling for a whale smile,

Followed by whale giggling occurred.

Could have been Jonah's epitaph,

"I failed making whale belly laugh."

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Clock's Running

I've turned down the lights and the bed,

Laid down with you, holding you close.

Only voice I hear from your head

Is yours, and dude, you're so verbose.

"I can't make you love me," you cry

Over and over, and I agree.

It is your time but don't know why

You keep repeating this to me.

And patronizing you sure is

Not my intention on the job.

Dissatisfying's not good biz.

I just want to please you a gob.

I have listened to your love schtick,

But I'm just here to turn a trick.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Behavior is Choice

I learned at a very young age,

Obey as law enforcement told,

Not the time for my rant or rage,

Not the time to try to be bold.

In my case I did disobey.

I felt right, so I did not stop

Justified anger to display.

I ended up kicking a cop.

And after my rash act was done,

What would the cop's reaction be?

He didn't shoot me with his gun.

I wasn't charged with battery.

Later in Court, right went my way.

But I was wrong to disobey.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Childhood Choice

Wyoming, I was born and raised,

Lived on a ranch with family,

In a valley where livestock grazed,

Tallest state mountain range, west be.

Even before I walked, of course

I was learning the joy to ride,

Sensing the bond atop the horse,

Galloping through the countryside.

Two allergies, doctors diagnosed,

To sage and to animal hair.

Exposure lots was self imposed,

Joy riding without any care.

So often done and ever pleased,

On horse through sage brush as I sneezed.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 She Holds Me

We first met when I tripped and fell.

Strong but gently, her arms reached out,

Then helped me up, and I could tell,

We would be true lovers no doubt.

And yes we be happily so.

She's been my best of good luck charms.

Times I'm joyful or sad, I know

I'm where I belong, in her arms.

Day came, her duty called, and she

Went off to serve her country, then

Duty over, she's back with me,

Happily together again.

My lover lost her arms in war,

And holds me in her heart the more.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Creeper Peeper

My landlord was a dirty louse,

Having a peephole in the wall

Of my apartment in his house.

I wouldn't have found it at all,

But one day hanging pictures, I

Just came across it, not in use.

Of course so furious that my

Privacy fouled by his abuse,

I thought about what I should do,

And then followed through on my goal.

While he was peeping, I just knew,

Shoved an icepick through his peephole.

Yes, I am very satisfied,

Hearing his screams the other side.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Psalms 6 - 10

David despaired, his enemies,

And especially King Saul would

Prevail, so prayed to God to please

Have mercy on him for his good.

David had faith that God had heard

His prayer, and protection divine

Would be his, and in fact occurred.

God's favor for David did shine.

David could have killed King Saul twice,

But did believe God should decide.

And indeed Saul did pay the price,

Later committing suicide.

His enemies, God put to shame,

And David a great king became.

Sense Sonnet - Steaamer

 Empty Handed Plus ...

I've broken into a rich home,

Hoping for loot to help myself.

Around the living room I roam,

Look behind books on a book shelf

For a wall safe, but finding none,

I'm tuckered out, so a couch

For a quick rest lies this tired one.

But fall asleep, then wake up, ouch!

More than two hours has gone by,

More than enough times, cops to call.

Such a disappointment, I sigh,

No time to search now for more haul.

Hearing sirens, I pee my pants,

Run empty handed, only chance.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Their Walk

Up the hill their walk they began,

The bright sun shining in their eyes.

So the hilltop they squint to scan.

They tote a pail to fetch their prize,

Desire of which gestures them on,

In spite of facing gusty wind.

They dream of water that's upon

The hilltop in a well, walk's end.

But suddenly one does fall down.

The other erupts in laughter,

Even though one has broke his crown.

Other, she comes tumbling after.

They'd worried not, walk up that hill,

What would befall poor Jack and Jill.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Fishing for Love

This turtle going fishing is

A mission for the catching of

My sweetheart turtle who, gee whiz,

Is avoiding my pleas of love.

Deep in the pond, my desired mate,

I hope to catch her with my lure,

On which attached, her favorite bait.

She'll want to take a bite for sure.

So on the dock, I patiently

Await achievement of my goal,

My sweetheart being caught by me.

So far, no pulling on my pole.

If I can catch my sweetheart, I

Be a turtlely joyful guy.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Hear This Moss

Legend has it that moss grows on

The north side of the trees due to

The shadier there phenomenon.

In northern hemisphere, tiz true,

Cuz sun shines down from the south, so

Other side of the tree, moss is,

To avoid sunlight, doncha know!

That's just moss minding its biz,

But in Australia, this moss be,

And so in truth, want you to hear

No north side of the tree is me,

Being in southern hemisphere.

Hear it straight from this moss's mouth,

Down under I'm on tree side south!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Hope Gave Us Will

We had gotten married quite young,

Had a daughter, who sadly grew,

As her parents, with sharpened tongue,

Had more and more fights, which came to

Using our daughter as a pawn,

Till finally came in pained course,

When all love between us was gone,

The two of us got a divorce,

With shared custody of young Hope.

When Hope was to get married, I

Was not really sure how to cope.

Thankfully hard each ex  did try.

And at our daughter's wedding, we

Behaved ourselves quite civilly.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Held Hands

In the hospital one more time,

I've been here many times before,

But in head and heart I know I'm

Not needing be here anymore.

My life, I have lived long and well,

So many friends and family.

Now my time has come, I can tell

That very soon death comes for me.

Next to me I hear a soft cry,

And look over to a surprise.

Such welcome visitor here, I

Watch my old look in my young eyes.

Holding hands with me as I died,

Me as newly born at my side.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Last Laugh's On Me

A late night T.V. talk show host,

Ever since Donald Trump came down

That escalator, I've spent most

Nights scorning him, but backstage frown

When my ratings began to fall,

And viewers were tuning me out.

I didn't understand it at all.

Comedy is what I'm about.

So more and more Trump jokes I tell,

But less and less hear them from me.

Network suits complain, what the hell!

Stuck in a Trump rut I do be.

When Trump's gone, I'll no longer care.

I'll no longer be on the air.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Uncle Mike

Uncle Mike, Momma's older bro,

He came back home from World War II.

I was quite young but got to know

Uncle Mike from fun stuff we'd do.

Oft he had his uniform on,

But would not wear it when we were

Off to  do some fishing at dawn.

He taught me how to fish for sure.

Fish we caught, Momma would fry up

For breakfast, Uncle Mike would tell

The tallest tales of fishing, yup,

Always told by Uncle Mike well.

He died in the Korean War.

Sad, I knew Uncle Mike no more

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Living the Nursery Rhyme

New York City, lived all my life,

And then Mayor Mamdani came.

Now I am facing lots of strife.

Because I'm white, I get the blame

For too much privilege, and so

My nice apartment which I own

Is taken from me, I must go,

Out into the homeless unknown.

So this old woman wanders out

Into the scary cold and dark,

Such feeling of despair no doubt.

I find myself in Central Park.

There was nothing else I could do,

Now I'm forced to live in a shoe.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Let Not "1984" Be U.S.

1984," George Orwell 

Wrote this novel decades before,

Speculative fiction to tell

Of nothing but revolt and war,

With once democracy turned to

A government regime led by

"Big Brother," a dictator who

Rules the people by force and lie.

Now in twenty twenty six be

Too many dictators who reign.

U.S. still best democracy,

We have least reason to complain.

Twenty twenty six, U.S. must

Come together in God We trust.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Lord Hears My Prayers

Lord, I got myself hooked upon

The bad habits of drugs and booze.

My living hell went on and on.

I could not help but drink and use.

Lord, I lost friends and family.

They tried to help, but no one could.

I believed no one could help me

Because I was up to no good.

Lord, I ended up at the lake.

Drowning should end my pain no doubt.

A quick prayer to you for my sake.

You sent strangers to help me out.

Lord, now clean and sober today,

In loving gratitude, I pray.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Rich Quick

I wanted to get rich real quick,

So robbed a wealthy widow's place.

She caught me, so I gave a kick.

Downstairs she fell dead. I did face

Charge of murder when I got caught,

Found guilty, now I'm on death row.

Meanwhile my Momma won a lot

In the state lottery, and so

Momma died today and left me

The lottery fortune she'd won.

She knew rich quick I wanted be.

My Momma always loved her son.

But not much time for my delight,

Cuz I'm getting fried at midnight.