Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Live Happily Ever After

The Purple Dragon spewed orange fire,

Warning the Silver Knight, back off.

Peace and quiet were her desire,

At which the Silver Knight did scoff,

"You be a dragon I must slay."

"All the fairy tales tell me so."

Then the Purple Dragon did say,

"Nobody ever need to know"

"That you and I decided to"

"Both live together peacefully."

"And no more orange fire will I spew."

The Silver Knight said, "Fine with me."

Purple Dragon and Silver Knight

Now live together in delight.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 We Walk at Night

We walk together through the wood

At night, as we so often walk.

Being with you is always good,

No matter that we never talk.

Of course with darkness of the night,

I am often not seen by you.

But whenever there is moonlight,

The sight of me is in your view.

During our walks, I often feel

The variation of your mood.

Your body language does reveal.

But it's not my place to intrude.

Whenever we decide to go,

I, your shadow, am first to know.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Present

25th anniversary

Of their wedding, for him and her.

From jewelers he was taking me

To her, a true surprise for sure.

For their three children, jewels I got

Set upon me to celebrate

All of the love they shared a lot.

But then, sadly, came an ill fate.

A massive heart attack he had,

While on our way back home we went.

His death would be especially sad,

This special occasion event.

They found him clutching me in hand,

Added diamonds, her wedding band.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 The Barefoot Drunk

He often likes to go barefoot,

While drinking, a bottle in hand.

Then in due course, not staying put,

Goes walking 'round, arms waving grand,

Losing grip on the bottle that

Hits the floor and smashes into

Broken pieces of glass strewn flat,

While in his bare feet, he walks through.

When from his drunken stupor, he

Awakes some future time ahead,

He'll feel how sore his bare feet be,

See many cuts, all bloody red.

Oft while drinking, he takes us off.

At him barefoot, we shoes just scoff.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Sing to Sheep

The entertainment industry,

Especially the music kind,

Is used by Illuminati

To brainwash the mass human mind.

Illuminati are elite,

A secret bunch who long have sought

To bring a status quo defeat.

But never with much success got,

Until came modern music age

That does turn humans into sheep.

Anti-establishment, the rage,

Vow to change, easier to keep.

Illuminati's secret might

Will bring New World Order to light.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Freedom of Expression

I became a big music star.

Against the U.S.A. I sing.

So many like me, yes there are,

Downfall of U.S.A. to bring.

Each time on concert stage I've got

All the freedom to rant and rave.

And thanks to U.S.A. a lot

For such my nation never gave.

But my nation does promise me

Life of a protected elite,

As long as all my singing be

About the U.S.A. defeat.

But then ICE came, took me away,

Deported back to China stay.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Someday

I watch as thereupon evolves

Life, especially humankind

On that third ball, as it revolves

Round and round me as was designed

By the Creator of us all.

At times I've been worshipped as such

By some of humans on their ball.

But since, they've learned, though I do much

To make their lives, I'm finite one,

Slowly dying by burning out.

Humans now know this of their sun,

Will need to find new home, no doubt.

Perhaps when my finale be,

Transported Earthlings will watch me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Reply

I read the letter that you wrote,

I'm sure was not an easy task.

You could have tried to sugarcoat

Our breaking up, but you just ask

That even though we parted ways,

Lots of good memories we had,

Sharing so many happy days

And nights, only our end went bad.

So yes, I hope that we both will

Learn from mistakes both of us made,

And emptiness in each would fill

With gratitude for us displayed.

This letter I write back to you,

Thanks for happiness both shared true.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Spilled Salt

Hubby cheats on me, so of course

I told him at dinner tonight

That I would sue him for divorce.

He just laughed at me, so not right,

And full of anger I was filled

At him, the salt shaker I shook.

On the table some salt was spilled.

So a handful of salt I took,

Threw it over my shoulder, cuz

I'm superstitious, some salt struck

Hubby's eyes, and hurt as salt does.

He died of heart attack, bad luck.

I really can't be held to fault,

Accidently spilling some salt.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Maggie

She was the first car that I had,

One of a kind my Maggie be,

Very good, judging the bad

Elements I let ride with me.

Right off, passengers, she would judge

Each passenger that got in her.

If she disliked, she would not budge,

Gave quite a clear signal for sure.

Nineteen sixty one Beetle Bug,

Geared up for first impressions made.

Each veto came with her no chug

Anywhere if her no vote stayed.

Rose my trust in Maggie, becuz

She, as character judge, best was!

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Temperature Rising

Fossil fuel burning 'round the world,

Too much, too long has brought about

Bad global warming be unfurled,

Cause temperature rising no doubt.

Yes, We the People of U.S.

Must take a large share of the blame,

And We could do much to burn less

Fossil fuel, to strive for the aim

Of hoping future children may

Live in better climate control,

Whatever prices We must pay,

Healthier climate be good goal.

Fossil fuel bans be our pursuits,

Communist China still pollutes.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Declared by Ben

Ben Franklin, 70 years old,

The oldest delegate to sign

The Declaration signed by bold,

That Independence be divine.

Ben was one of five who helped write

Declaring of Independence,

Knowing full well there'd be a fight

From the British with consequence.

1776 on

The Fourth of July be the day,

Putting his signature upon,

Words of advice, Ben had to say.

Hanging together, they need be,

Or they'd surely hang separately.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Ticked On and Off

What makes my mind tick I be asked.

And I answer, think like a clock,

Depending on what I be tasked

To think, ticking to me does talk

About what be my mode of thought.

Be I fearful, happy or sad,

Impulse controls on those I've got.

But messes me up mode is mad,

Even though warning signals sound,

My ticking tends out of control.

All my thoughts go spinning around,

In search of vague self righteous goal.

So when ticked off, my mind I let

To trouble time, my mind to set.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Make My Dreams Come True

I've heard that chasing dreams can be

A very tiring, long, hard race,

With never any guarantee,

But still I keep good, steady pace.

And even though I run into

Many failures along the way,

I learn from each of them, I do,

And in quest for my dreams I stay.

For I have dreams that for me will

Make me a better person of

Reaching my success to fulfill,

Received because I gave my love.

My perseverance to me seems

The best way to turn real my dreams.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Un Independence Day

July Fourth, Independence Day,

Two hundred and fifty first one,

Final attack on U.S.A.,

Freedom experiment undone.

Invaders first came from within,

Making We the People believe

Ideals on which We did begin,

Now billionaire tools to deceive.

And so were voted in those who

Be pawns to powerful abroad.

We the People, now puppets, true,

U.S.A. now under un God.

It will be easy as could please,

Takeover by Communist Chinese.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Anubis

I am Anubis, I'm your guide

For your trip from living to dead.

You will need to get mummified,

I'm thinking in my jackal head.

So all your body juices, first,

I will be sucking out of you.

And when you're oh so dry, you'll thirst

For my embalming fluid to

Keep you from natural decay.

I want your trip to go real well,

And not be all rotted away,

Arriving in heaven or hell.

In my capable hands you be,

Now most mummy dearest to me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Win with Grin

The wife got very mad at me,

Gave her left hook right at my face.

A lot of pain and blood there be,

Front tooth of mine knocked out of place.

The wife was not at all concerned,

As off to the dentist I went.

The dentist, Japanese, I learned,

Art of kintsugi did present.

The wife would scoff at such a mend,

Using this to highlight what's broke.

But what a message it would send

Her, along with a last laugh stroke.

The wife does glare at me quite cold,

I sport my new front tooth of gold.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Wishful Thinking

Mowing the lawn, his given chore.

We're always anxious about this,

But know that he likes writing more,

For the time being, gives us bliss.

We deem mowing to be attack,

That gives all of us a bad day.

Even though we do soon come back,

We all hope for prolonged delay.

He now has put his writing down.

Look at the mower, he does take.

From us comes a collective frown,

That we dandelions all make.

Unhappy outcome we do find,

Mowing the lawn back on his mind.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 A Traitor, You

A traitor, you're found guilty of

Entering, then breaking my heart,

In cruel betrayal of my love,

Ripping my happiness apart.

A traitor, you ran away from

The good love nest I thought we built.

You must have thought I am too dumb

To ever find you full of guilt.

A traitor, you now dare to bring

More pain and grief to me to bear,

By flaunting off your latest fling,

Making me one you must beware.

A traitor, you're found guilty sure.

Now I'm you're executioner.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Jim's Collection

Jim for decades collected us.

We're even kept in our own drawer.

Button garments, we are the plus

Spare button, o'er time, more and more.

Oft us, Jim did accumulate.

None of us ever needed though,

Cuz Jim would never hesitate,

Buy something new, rather than sew.

We only saw Jim when he'd add

A new spare button to our bunch.

Jim, old and ill, the news be sad,

He's gone now, as we had a hunch.

Today, they're gonna bury Jim.

We buttons doubt we'll go with him.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Best Friend

He adopted me, so I came

To live with him in his small place.

His wife recently died, a shame,

Now he was a misery case.

He's old and becoming more ill,

Won't be long and he'll join his wife.

But I can help him while he's still

Living out the rest of his life.

Whenever he is feeling blue,

A solace for him I can be.

Instinct will tell me what to do.

He can always depend on me.

I will stay with him till his end,

And this dog will be his best friend.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 This Veteran

This veteran returned from war,

Badly wounded but still alive,

Who I knew had helped many more

Escape from threat and to survive.

This veteran from wounds would heal,

But many wounds stayed raw inside,

And which forever he would feel

For comrades of his who had died.

This veteran, I know does not

Like to talk of war times he had,

But I know that he cares a lot

About his service, that's my Dad.

When asked, this veteran does tell,

"Truest heroes are those who fell."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Blowin' in the Wind

Ma and Pa, my sister and I,

At first thought it would be no harm,

But seemed to stay forever be

Upon our Oklahoma farm.

We stayed indoors as much we could,

But livestock needed tendin,' so

We ventured out, did little good,

Blindin' us in its swirlin' blow,

Smellin' like fire swept up the nose,

A gritty, bitter mouthful taste,

Waves hittin' us in ebbs and flows,

Layin' us in a hopeless waste.

We did to survive what we must,

As all around us, blowin' dust.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 My Theory of Relativity

Sword of Damocles, who was kin

Of mine long centuries ago.

Many a king thought he could win,

But every king to death did go.

Most by the sword, but some with fear,

The sword always hung over them,

So made a bad reigning career,

Causing around the world mayhem,

As Damocles ancestor, I'd

Thought I would have an edge to be

Ruler of the whole world, so tried,

And conquered all successfully.

Sword of Damocles struck my head,

Powered to world queen, but now dead.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Charon

Ferryman of the Underworld,

I, Charon, am stuck in this job,

Never a break in death unfurled,

I get the bodies by the gob,

To ferry over River Styx,

After a toll to me be paid.

Sometimes, I will put in a fix,

Like deal with live Hercules I made.

But doing this for centuries

Has truly become such a bore.

I need find something new to ease

The same ol', same ol' of this chore.

So I've joined a dating website,

Take my mind off this ferry plight.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 End of My Love

I remember the day she came,

The cute girl who moved in next door.

I found out Susie was her name.

My love for her grew all the more,

As through the summer we would go

On walks to the park, and would ride

The playground rides. All I did know

Was feeling oh so good inside.

As school would open soon, we made

Plans being there that we could choose,

Both of us starting second grade.

Then Susie gave me the sad news.

Gee whiz, my love ended the day,

Susie and her folks moved away.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Commitment  

Marriage as institution is

Requiring commitment, the wife

So often yells at me, gee whiz,

I feel condemned to doing life.

First falling in, then out of love,

Now for the wife, I feel just hate,

And getting so sick and tired of

This marriage that's doomed to ill fate.

The wife refuses to divorce

Me, so I'm getting all the more

Mentally unstable of course.

I'm going crazy to my core.

In a funny farm I now be,

That's where the wife committed me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Better, Not Bitter

I'm chocoholic since quite young,

But remember that first time it

Tasted so bitter to my tongue,

Baking chocolate, not a hit.

So since that time, made sure of course

That any chocolate I had,

Be sweetened by a sugar source,

Be such a combo, I be glad.

But sugar diabetes, I

Acquired from all that sugar in

Chocolate, but then came supply,

Non sugar sweeteners, a win.

Better, not bitter, chocolate treat,

When mixed with substance making it sweet.