Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I am a Child of God

A child of God born to this Earth,

I was told by my parents, and

Was taught to believe in such worth,

When old enough to understand.

My parents introduced me to

Jesus, the Son of God, who would

Be my sure friend and help me do

The will of God by living good.

As I grew to an adult, I

Made mistakes, and Jesus helped me

To seek God's forgiveness with my

Living as child of God I be.

With the help that Jesus does give,

This child of God does better live.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Reunited

They fell in young love, she and he,

When next door neighbors they both were.

Years old, she was two, he was three,

Lovely couple they made for sure.

Then for both of them came sad day.

Their folks helped them to bid farewell.

She with her family moved away.

Now far apart, but fate would tell.

For a long time, the lives they led

Did not include each other, till

Fate brought them together to wed,

And a reunion to fulfill.

They're still in love forevermore,

She's ninety three, he's ninety four.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 I am Rikki in His Song

Many years later I found out

I am the Rikki in his song,

Apparently written about

His feelings he had very strong,

Meeting me at a social dance.

And his phone number he then gave

To me, an awkward circumstance.

I had no intention to save

His number, and later forgot

About him at this dance event.

But then a hit song this guy got

On this phone number incident.

Tossed his number, admittedly,

Cuz happily married I be.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Double Draw

"Draw water from the well," the wife

Does order me in her stern voice.

This chore always fills me with strife,

But do so cuz I have no choice.

At last I pull the bucket up,

Which makes me so thirsty, so

I tip the bucket like a cup,

And all the water in does go

Down my throat, and then I return

To the wife, empty bucket in

My hand, now she tells me real stern,

I have to draw water again.

Draw water from the well, but I'm

Too scared to drink any this time.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Random Passersby

Busy street, I was walking down.

A panhandler did glare at me.

Being new to this part of town,

I hoped no trouble there would be.

Then this panhandler got up from

Where he'd been sitting on the street,

And in my direction did come.

Then face to face, we two did meet,

As strangers in this time and place,

But connected in lives we live.

The panhandler, scowl on his face,

A stern message to me did give.

The panhandler made me aware

That I need panhandle elsewhere.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Color Me Orange

Being the color orange, I seek

Among all the other colors be

One individually unique,

That is only true about me.

So I pondered a while on it,

A uniqueness found, I know it,

Choose to tell of in a sonnet,

Being a wannabe poet.

Uniqueness of me that occurred,

When I tried rhyming with me, orange,

I share no perfect rhyming word.

The closest is two words, door hinge.

Then purple reminded me I'm

Not only color with no rhyme.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Walt Named Me

When Walt Disney brought me to life,

He named me after goddess of

Wisdom, but not liked by Walt's wife.

So nicknamed Minnie, to be love

Of his long life, my Mickey Mouse.

He can be dumb, so I'm the voice

Of calm and reason 'round our house.

So for him, I've been a good choice.

Now in my nineties, I have had

A wonderful life in show biz,

Older and wiser, but so glad

For my life with Mickey, gee whiz!

As gal with wisdom be Walt's aim,

He gave "Minerva" my real name.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Big Scene

One of thousands of extras, I

Am picked for this scene as the one

Being chased by the cowboy guy,

He on his horse and me all run.

The best an extra could have hoped.

A lariat loop swinging 'round,

Its purpose is that I get roped

As a stray maverick on the bound.

Of course I knew the scene calls for

Me getting caught and branded be.

So my scene stealing all the more

Brings out the action steer in me.

No speaking part, but I take pride

In my action scene in "Rawhide."

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Age to Wear Safety Factor

My 3 year old granddaughter, Sue,

I let play dress up in clothes I

No longer wear, I happen to,

Near the closet be walking by,

See Sue pull out a high heels pair

Of my shoes, and tries to step in.

Then suddenly I am aware

This is a danger to Sue when

She starts to lose her balance, so

Before she falls, I lift her out.

Sue's unhappy with me, I know,

Wants to hear a why not, no doubt.

Too young to wear these shoes, she's told

By Grandma who is now too old.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Sore Me

I fell in love with a cute lass.

We were often called B and B,

My name be Bruce, her name be Brass.

And so as wedded couple, we

Were sharing ups and downs of life.

One of the downs was that I had

Flirtations with gals not my wife.

When Brass found out, she was quite mad,

And told me she had better not

Find out I flirted any more.

But then I flirted, I forgot

Brass could make me feel very sore.

I hurt a lot when she took aim,

Brass Knuckles be her maiden name.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Forest Calling for Us

The forest called us and we came,

Young lovers, the two of us be.

The trees around called us by name,

Felt very welcome, you and me.

In Springs we shared the forest's birth,

Grow into Summers' luscious green.

In Falls, tree leaves fell back to earth.

We both enjoyed the golden scene.

In Winters, we walked under trees,

Leafless branches to us would wave,

When there'd be any chilly breeze.

Each forest visit, thanks we gave.

We walk together, seasons all,

Feeling blessed by the forest's call.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Fall Fest for Me

I smell the smoke from a campfire.

My fond memories of such leaves

Me to pine in yearning desire

To sense what my visit achieves.

As usual, I make some noise,

Causing all the campers to flee.

Ah, fresh s'mores, one of my fav joys,

Sweet toothfully crunch, downed by me.

Being autumn, it is a cinch,

Apples covered in caramel,

Also in cider, thirst to quench,

Baked pumpkin pie, love taste and smell.

So nice of these campers to share

Some tasty goodies with this bear.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Forgot Us!

We, a bouquet of roses, he

Bought as peace offering for her.

Now on a city park bench, we

Were left by him, when did occur

A sudden downpouring of rain,

And he ran off, not to get wet,

As out of sight and mind, he'd lain

Us near, no doubt he'll be upset

When later, halfway home, recalls

We lovely roses he had bought.

And empty handed, back he crawls

For her forgiveness, he so sought.

A hefty price for us he spent,

But will she buy his hoped intent?

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Durian Fruit

I am called the durian fruit.

The Malay word, dure, means thorn.

When I'm picked in human pursuit,

If picker's wise, hardhat is worn.

Like dirty gym socks I do smell,

So in some public places banned.

For many beasts, I do taste well,

So sniff out where my tree does stand.

Eaten as food, humans enjoy.

And as an aphrodisiac,

Non food appetites I can buoy.

For multi use I have a knack.

When confidence in me is placed,

I can become an acquired taste.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Memory Mystery

My shrink tells me in therapy,

I hold a memory from my past,

But it remains a mystery,

That for some reason I have cast

Far down in my subconscious, deep.

Once in a while, I get a clue

That I dream of when I'm asleep.

But that's the only time I do

Feel that some hidden treasure is

Waiting for me to find someday.

And I am so curious, gee whiz,

So a detective's role I'll play.

Memory mystery in my mind,

I still need some more clues to find.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Inner Space Traveler

Instead of outer space, I be

Sent to deep inner space first time,

Where no one's gone before, but me.

Now here and hard to believe I'm

Watching bodies orbit around

A larger nuclear core one,

Kind of like planets orbit bound

Around a larger central sun.

Thanks to A.I., NASA did find

Ways and means to go in, not out,

Using teleporting designed

To send me into small, no doubt.

Miniaturized more and more,

Now in atom world to explore.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Misha

The Russian bear, first used as joke

By the West as a ridicule,

Making fun of the Russian folk

As being quite easy to fool.

So Russians then decided to

Make their bear to portray success,

Misha, a cute, young bear cub who

Was the successful mascot, yes,

Of 1980 Olympics

During the summer in Moscow,

For a Russian pride and warmth mix,

Feel good bear image to endow.

The West no longer seems to care

Poking fun at the Russian bear.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 What Hilda's Fishing For

Hilda in her hammock does fish

Well, two caught, next soon on the hook.

But Hilda's got a different wish

To do well, so does read a book,

That when done, hopefully will

Provide her much better insight

In other sort of fishing skill,

Going fishing for Mr. Right.

So far, she's about half way through,

Now reading on best fishing line

She should use as a come on to

Catch the trophy of her design.

Hilda's deep in attention span,

She's reading "How to Catch a Man."