Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Kite Flying

Grandson, Grandpa and I, Sunday,

At the beach under warm sunlight.

Grandson and I have come to play.

Grandson's trying out a new kite.

Grandpa has come to make sure we

Behave ourselves like youngsters should.

Puffing his pipe, Grandpa does be

Sitting in a cozy spot, good

To read the newspaper, of course.

Some running feet do plow by him,

Grandson's and my feet be the source,

Leaving Grandpa looking quite grim.

Grandson's running keeps that kite up.

I run along, a happy pup.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Sometimes

Sometimes my mind thinks me to hell,

Where I make scary shadows rear

Disrupting guests in me to dwell,

With my permission to feed fear.

Sometimes I let this go on long,

Unable, unwilling to cope,

Feeling I'm in a swamp of wrong,

Unable, unwilling to hope.

Sometimes when I'm in such sad way,

Always within me comes a spark.

I fall upon my knees and pray,

And I am led out of my dark.

Sometimes when my mind's filled with fright,

Lord in my heart shows me the light.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Mama's Family Flies as One

Matryoshka family is

Seen by the Aeroflot clerk.

Bad for the Russian airline biz,

A passenger loophole does irk

The airline, as its clerk does ask

If Mama packed herself today,

Which is Mama's usual task,

Packing her six children away.

First one packed in Mama inside,

With each kid packed in the next, so

The whole family has complied

As single passenger to go.

The Matryoshka family's win,

When carry on is a carry in.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 How History Be

Throughout history, people came

And went, forgotten by those who

Record history, with acclaim,

Assuring those who think and do

Similar in achieving goal

Of taking the most power and

Holding such, maintaining control.

So all peoples must understand

To only victors go the voice

To require all peoples to find

That history records one choice,

That of victors of humankind.

Forgotten chapters of history

Erased by those claiming victory.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 One Dream Come True

A challenge to myself I make,

To a place I have never known.

A little worn pathway I take.

Nobody's around, I'm alone.

For several hours through the trees,

I walk under evergreens, tall.

Harder to climb, the more at ease

Choosing upon nature to call.

And then I leave the trees to walk,

With the harsh winds howling about,

As I climb over barren rock,

Soon to triumph, I have no doubt.

Upon the mountaintop I stand,

Clouds drift below me in dreamland.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Sign of Intoxication

To Colorado mountain road

Road maintenance guy, Ralph, was sent.

New warning sign needed bestowed,

As the old sign just up and went

To somewhere by someone unknown.

Ralph had taken some booze along

To drink, since he was all alone.

Ralph was known for pranks that went wrong.

Yield to deer crossing picture, he

Put up exactly the right way.

Then a few drinks later, Ralph be

In mischief mood for sign display.

A massive traffic jam balloons,

As all stop looking for "Baboons."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Roller Coaster Ride

Younger, through my life I did climb,

Using all for a stepping stone,

Making sure that all of my time

Was getting good stuff I could own.

But came my time when using all

Took me as high as I would go.

I stopped and then began to fall

From oh so high to oh so low.

All of them I had used before,

Of course be no longer around.

Nobody cared 'bout me no more,

As to my finish I be bound.

Relief I felt, moment I died,

Done with this life, helluva ride.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Her Last Pair

When she first encountered us, she

Loved us so much, she took a lot

Of us, so always around be

Us for looks and comfort she sought.

Though she'd taken us by the gob,

We did our duty, two by two,

Each retired when done with the job.

Rest of us continued to do

Best of service we could for her,

As all the many years went by.

Then she fell ill, we all knew sure,

As did all humans, she did die.

Off to heaven, and she does wear

Us shoes for the trip, her last pair.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Socrates' Gossip Test

Socrates, Greek philosopher,

Disliked that any gossip be,

So to avoid gossip for sure,

Socrates gave a test of three.

Don't gossip if such not be true.

Don't gossip if such not be good.

Don't gossip if not useful to

Whomever's told the gossiphood.

So before a gossip be told

To Socrates, he'd give this test,

And stop any gossiper cold,

Be heard at Socrates' behest.

Thus, Socrates never found out

His wife cheated on him no doubt.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Roof Top Therapy

Hubby is a really good man,

Cares for our family quite well.

We've enjoyed a happy lifespan.

Inside our happy home we dwell.

Hubby has his own special place

Where he does sometimes like to go

To get away from the rat race.

I listen to him from below.

Hubby goes up on the roof to

Play music, easing mind and soul.

He comes back down when such does do

The accomplishing of his goal.

My Fiddler on the roof, Hubby

Fiddles till happy he does be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Sticky

Stick season when tree leaves are gone,

And winter snow has not yet fell,

A lonely time phenomenon.

You went away, I went to hell.

Now, bottle of booze a day, I'm

Sticking with as my only friend.

You now, just once upon a time,

And we came to  unhappy end.

They finally came and questioned me.

When was the last time I saw you?

And they broke me down finally,

When I confessed what I did do.

I took them into the sticks where

They dug you up, I'd buried there.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Point to Joint

When laser pointers came around,

It soon became apparent that

A play with puss toy had been found.

Chasing the light point be the cat,

Oh how frustrating it would be

For the light point never get caught,

As the cat tries furiously,

But never could grip on. Why not?

In Gotham City, to fight crime,

The laser pointer deemed good tool

By Batman and Robin o'er time

Used on Catwoman, always fool.

That's how Batman and Robin catch

Catwoman as she tries to snatch.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Truth Be ...!

Often the truth is hard to tell

By me, because it's easy to

Let lots of lies inside me dwell,

Controlling what I think and do.

When something that I hear or read

Is what I want to read or hear,

Then that becomes my truth indeed.

But when as lie such does appear,

And maybe change my mind I should,

I'll weigh as truth or lie to find

Which one I feel does me most good,

And that is one I'll keep in mind.

Truth, a hero or villain be,

Depends on how truth impacts me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Hard Rule for Me

Wedding invitations, I get

A lot, but very few attend.

No one ever seems too upset.

Best wishes I normally send.

We girls have form of Golden Rule,

Dress right, but don't out dress the bride.

Unfortunately, I'm one who'll

Never be sure that I've complied.

For when to a wedding I must

Attend, I always dress my way

Of style and grace and poise, and trust,

The bride I do not out display.

When I attend a wedding scene,

I'm scrutinized, I am the Queen.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Come Play With Me

Come little children, play with me.

I can be your favorite toy.

So many happy times can be,

Exploring all my world of joy.

The more you play with me, the more

You will become so sure that I'm

Very best playmate to have for

Having the most fun all the time.

Playing with me, you children will

Not want to leave me very long.

Hour after hour we'll fill.

I am your best friend, true and strong.

More fun playtime with me to keep.

Mommy and Daddy are asleep.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Kobold

I am kobold of my household,

The house I've lived in centuries,

So be a spirit very old,

And haunted many families.

But each family should know that

I need to be treated right, or

I do punish the habitat,

And that family is no more.

Mistreat me once, a warning I

Do write upon a wall to them.

Most families learn, I can guess why.

Mistreat me twice, does bring mayhem.

Twice, naughty family tease me,

Chopped into pieces, then they be.