Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Vote for Global Warming

Is global warming true or not?

This Chicagoan hopes it's true,

At least some degree, not a lot,

Just enough global warming to

Make weather in Chicago be

Like San Diego weather now.

No more of harsh winters for me,

No more need for any snow plow.

Ice caps might melt, oceans might rise,

But Lake Michigan still the same.

And anytime wanted, one lies

On the beach sand, suntan one's aim.

Chicago wind turned tropic breeze

All year around, tickling palm trees.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Wedge Watching

White ibis is the human name

Given one bird, ibises if

More of us, and we have gained fame

Sensing hurricanes with our whiff.

And when a hurricane we sense,

We form a triangular wedge,

And take to the skies to dispense

Coming warning due to our edge.

Last of birds to take shelter, and

First of birds to come back out to

Take flight and give the news firsthand

That now the hurricane is through

So humans seeing us in wedged flight,

Hurricane coming? Might not or might!

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Deal Made Myth

Prometheus dared to give fire

To humans and a big no no,

Resulting in head god Zeus' ire.

And had Prometheus chained so

Daily his liver would be ate

Forever by an eagle bird.

Zeus was satisfied with such fate,

Until he somehow got the word

That Prometheus knew of plot

To overthrow Zeus, so this fact

Allowed his freedom to be bought.

Zeus sent Hercules for this act.

Prometheus know Zeus' downfall be,

So as stool pigeon he was set free.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Impart on Art

We three sheep and three cattle be

Relaxed together on the farm.

A human stranger comes near, we

Keep relaxed and don't feel alarm.

Turns out to be a painter guy,

Who tells us he is famous for

Painting livestock like us. But why?

Humans seem silly more and more.

But he is not bothering us,

So we just let him do his thing.

No reason to make any fuss

Just over a silly painting.

Lot of trouble this painter will

Having all of us posing still.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Oldly Newlyweds

A man and woman, very old,
Were in the midst of wedding vows.
After heard the "have and to hold,"
The man slipped into a short browse.
When coming to, he did not know
If she had said "I do" or not.
It bothered him a bunch, and so,
Interrupting the tie the knot,
He apologized and asked her
If she'd said "I do" as yet.
Her expression seemed in a blur.
She replied, somewhat in a fret,

"I remember saying 'I do,'"
"But can't remember - who are you?"

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Difficult Duty

As soon as we were in the car,

And driving on the street downtown,

You started acting quite bizarre,

Cuz you knew what was coming down,

Since we do this 'bout the same time

Once a year, and as you know well,

What is going on now, but I'm

Here for you, and with truth to tell,

It's a trip more for me so that

Hopefully my mind's put at ease

Again that you're a healthy cat.

Please take your claws out of my knees.

You know I have not failed you yet,

So let's go check up with the vet.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 The Bigger, The Badder

All big religions believe in

God in some set fashion and form,

And believe God is against sin,

As defined by religious norm.

And in all time and in all place,

All big religions do defend

Each one's beliefs, and make each case,

Charging the others just pretend.

Each big religion, wanting more

Power and money, blames that hate

Rules the others, and so just war

Is needed for a loving fate.

So when I die, I hope I might

Find out which religion was right.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Dying Dancer

It was Valentine's day we met.

I felt a true love had begun.

Then you left me, and I would fret,

Our loving two hearts, now just one,

That throbbed inside of me until

I could not bear it anymore.

And so to make my heart go still,

A knife I plunged in, and watched pour,

My blood spraying and splashing out,

And forming pools all around be.

Then I began dancing about,

Yearning so, that you were with me.

I danced in blood from my broken heart.

I died in pain on my bloody art.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 "Cat Got Your Tongue?"

"Cat got your tongue?" the wife asked me,

And asked with a smirk on her face.

Then when I didn't answer, she

Chose to really get on my case.

Said I was acting like a child.

Should be ashamed of myself for

Acting so dumb, she meanly smiled,

Then continued berating more.

When she insulted my manhood,

I was fed up with her for sure,

And wanted done with her for good.

I grabbed the wife's neck, strangled her.

The wife kept nagging and I snapped.

The cat got my tongue while I napped.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Evil Does Not Discriminate

Evil is all the time and place,

Wherever humankind do be,

No preference for any race,

Skin color, each and every.

White supremacy is of course

Both lot of truth and lot of lie.

But evil in Germanic Norse

Is not unanimous supply.

It's just that some white folks went 'round

The world and evil went with them,

And in time and places be bound,

Caused lots of resulting mayhem.

As white folks be less, more and more,

Other colors, evil looks for.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 "Jane Says"

The Jane's Addiction band be named

After a real Jane who they knew.

"Jane Says" song about her got famed

Over the crazy stuff she'd do,

Cuz of a drug addiction Jane had.

A dead head under wig to wig,

Living her life to worse from bad,

Inspiring the band, gig to gig.

Always tomorrow Jane would kick

Her habit, as the band played on,

Cashing in on this troubled chick.

Would Jane's tomorrow ever dawn?

Jane Bainter mused the band a lot.

Jane says, "Clean and sober I got."

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Fever Dream

There was a fever in my head.

I decided I needed rest,

And at last fell asleep in bed.

Then began a bad dream that messed

With the well being of my mind.

I was on board a spooky ship,

When attacked by the undead kind,

Who chased me 'round, trying to rip

The flesh from my body. And why?

Because just bones they all did be,

And wanted my fresh flesh supply.

Thank goodness the clock wakened me.

There weren't that many undead, true,

Must have been a skeleton crew.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Back to Eden

"Take me back to Eden," you plead.

It's reopening by guess who,

So I am heading there indeed,

To find out if it's really true.

You say you want to ride along,

But you have turned into a mess,

So you with me, don't get me wrong,

Could be a bummer I would guess.

Of course many are of a mind

That guess who never will let in

Eden any more humankind,

Because we just can't help but sin.

I'm going, but won't hold my breath,

Eden could just be end called death.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Marilyn Unlikely

I look just like Marilyn Monroe,

So when I heard there was in town

Her look a like contest, and so

I dropped everything and ran down,

Just in the nick of time and place

To get signed up and pay the fee,

And to enter my body and face,

That should make a winner of me.

Wore sexy polka dot outfit,

Making sure showed my skin enough,

Thinking on stage would be a hit,

So smiled and on a cig did puff.

Looked like Marilyn, but did lose,

Smoking cigs and showing tattoos.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Lasting Look

"I like the look of Agony,"

Emily Dickinson did pen,

Because she felt such look to be

A truth not pretended by men.

George Gould, a man Emily knew

And loved, and at age of 19,

Emily became engaged to.

But her father, she deemed quite mean,

Cancelled her plans, and proved her case,

When George was told this news indeed,

Look of agony on his face,

That their marriage would not proceed.

Maybe that look of Agony led

To Emily never getting wed.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 On Assignment

On assignment I'm sent to Earth

To an urban environment,

Ended up in Dallas/Fort Worth,

Hell of a place to have been sent.

Landed in a puddle of oil,

Which splashed into my feathered wings,

Causing normal tuck in to foil.

So now I'm object of starings

From masses of humanity,

That I have no choice but to meet,

Swarming a claustrophobic me,

Irked angel on this busy street.

Assigned to Earth is an ill fate

To give the Big Gal an update!

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 If I Could Be a Pirate ...

If I could be a pirate, I

Would not be one with a hand hook,

Would not be one with a patched eye,

Would not be one with peg leg look.

If I could be a pirate, give

Me a fine ship that flies the flag

Of skull and crossbones, where I'd live

And feel so free to cuss and brag.

If I could be a pirate, well

I'd have a parrot who could talk.

I'm greatest parrot, it would tell,

Or else the plank I'd make it walk.

If I could be a pirate, gee,

Wonder if the folks would ground me!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Online Frolicker

I came to life in a sad rhyme,

First in a poem, then in a song.

I remember that place and time,

Memory of my friend still strong.

Yes, little Jackie Paper came,

And we two frolicked by the sea.

But Jackie left, that was a shame.

All alone in my cave was me.

But to my rhyme, let me add this,

By young at heart I'm not forgot.

My ageless life is one of bliss,

Sad dragon once, but now I'm not.

Through social media I'm well known,

Online lots with my p.c. and phone.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Jorogumo

A jorogumo I be named,

Voracious spider in Japan.

For my shapeshifting I am famed,

Turning myself into human,

Specifically a woman who

Is of beauty beyond compare,

Easily lure human prey to

My web domain, and there ensnare

In silken thread, the prey to be,

Powerless and able to just

Watch as being eaten by me,

Sheer terror now replacing lust.

It matters not if gal or guy,

For matters of the flesh, I'm bi.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Please Believe Me

I hear you say my leaving you

Did leave you with a lot of loss,

Surely not what I meant to do.

I'm sorry if I came across

As someone who no longer cared.

I want to assure you instead

That I'm so thankful what we shared.

To leave you feeling dry and dead,

Upon which now you sometimes pine,

Is never how I'd leave us be.

I want you again to feel fine.

Please give another chance to me.

A little time I'll let you take,

Meanwhile, your leaves lost, let me rake.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 First Crush

In the 1950's and I

Was a very young child who got

A first huge crush of love's supply,

Caused my heart to flutter a lot.

An older married woman, she

Still seemed to be a kid at heart,

Doing funny stuff just for me,

Which kept me laughing when apart.

In time and place, I'd always get

Situated for more delight,

Sit in front of the T.V. set,

Watch her with love in black and white.

So much more than a child's weekly whim.

Ricky? I Loved Lucy more than him!

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Remember Robin

"Dead Poets Society" is

A film about coming of age.

Robin Williams, famed in show biz,

Starred as a teacher who'd engage

His young students to "carpe diem,"

To "seize the day," and too he'd read

Dead poets' poetry to them,

Giving inspiration indeed.

Much like the teacher he portrayed,

Robin gave to the cast and crew

A love for life that with them stayed,

Not knowing then what Robin knew.

Even Robin's great wit and skill

Could not outlive depression's kill.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Picked Not

Upon the same bush we all grew,

Red roses all, my buds and I.

When all of us be picked, we knew

We would provide a fresh supply

Of a fine gift to be received

In a well known gesture of love.

Such destiny, we all believed,

And looked forward to coming of

Gardener hands removing us from

Our bush, which did happen one day,

A happening, very welcome,

As one by one bud went their way.

My buds all picked, but I'm left jilted.

Alone in my sadness, I wilted.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Sign of?

"Welcome all people, love lives here,"

I saw the sign and thought how nice.

Then in mind some doubt did appear.

I paused to think about it twice.

And thought about my own life of

Living a lot of time and place,

And there be always signs of love.

But always there'd be hate I'd face.

And now the time and place I be,

Not the destination I yearn,

Now that my death has come to me.

I think I have made a wrong turn.

Of course the devil says love is

In hell, part of his pretense biz.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Lost Then Found

My life of yesterday did be

One of delusion, living hell.

But today I've serenity,

Live in the moment and live well.

After attempted suicide,

The state gave me an interlude.

Professional help was supplied.

Then I was discharged as one who'd

Continue to get help I need,

To stay healthy and to transcend

To a useful person indeed,

And to others, be a true friend.

No more pursuit of living lie,

Now pursuit of truth till I die.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 The Elsies

William Carlos Williams wrote of

Elsie Borden, he later named

"To Elsie," who'd known little love,

Described in his poem which aimed

At 1920's culture in

The U.S. which victimized those

Like Elsie with much crime and sin,

And there seemed nothing to oppose

The mentally challenged and poor

Being such easy targets to

Be trusting and victimized more.

Elsie represented that's true.

Elsie, an orphaned nursemaid who be

Employed by the Williams' family.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Awaiting Family

Mrs. Rabbit, a widow, I

Raised my children in forest dale.

One son, three daughters, Peter guy,

Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail.

The old Rabbit hole we moved from,

When this working Mom made good pay,

And to a treehouse we did come,

Where I live to this very day.

Now I'm relaxing with a book,

Waiting for kids and grandkids to

Visit me, and a meal I'll cook

That will tickle their tummies, true.

Years ago, Playboy Bunny, me,

But now retired, home Mum I be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 2026 Outlook

Robert Frost in his famous verse,

"Fire and Ice," pens of the world's end.

One of these two, which would be worse?

Twenty twenty six I portend

That both will bring the world ill fate.

First will come another ice age,

But with deep freeze will still be hate,

Causing nuclear war to rage,

Melting all of the ice so that,

Just like the Bible tells us of,

Flood waters o'er world habitat.

The world needs now be love, sweet love.

Twenty twenty six, a year dark,

Few survive, rebuild Noah's Ark.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Salvation Psalm

I stand beside this lovely stream,

With righteousness in life's pursuit,

And hoping to fulfill God's dream

That in goodness I will bear fruit.

Ever vigilant I must be,

For wickedness is all around,

Seeking the destruction of me.

But in God's faith I stand my ground,

As pestilence does swarm about,

Threatening me with stress and strife.

I pray to God, and have no doubt

That salvation does bless my life.

Thank God, with righteousness I stay,

As God's wind blows wicked away.