Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Pointedly

While walking in the desert, I

Did see a shadowed silhouette,

Got nearer and saw two cacti,

Sure looked like a human duet,

Kissing each other in embrace.

Had to get a picture of this,

So got my phone focused in place,

Snapping shots of this planted kiss.

But suddenly both cacti seemed

To notice me and take offense.

This sight and sound, I thought I dreamed.

Both yelled at me some vile comments.

These cacti surely seemed to me,

That in a prickly mood they be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Homecoming

Lots of light years through space we roam,

On a mission of return to

Place long ago we had called home.

But as space travel knowledge grew,

A few of us left home to go

Where none of us had gone before,

Since with knowledge, along did grow

Threats of destruction, more and more.

It took a long time, but we found

A new place to call home, but we

Just had to know, and so be bound

To find out how our old home be.

We hoped to find some life, instead

Found planet Earth, once home, now dead.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Romp in the Park

We are on a romp in the park.

It be a breezy autumn day.

The two of us sure love to bark

At anything along the way.

Our mistress is a lovely soul,

Always very nicely dressed up.

So elegantly she does stroll,

Trying not to trip on a pup.

We know this chore she takes with us

Is not a favorite one for her,

But our mistress never does fuss,

While happy time we have for sure.

It is a time we dogs have fun,

While we are getting bizness done.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Storm Tracker

Night fell as the thunder clapped, to

Lightning dancing across the sky.

Still deliveries left to do,

With customers counting on my

Finishing up with all my route.

My raingear would protect me some

From hard rain coming soon no doubt.

But wasn't sure would help me from

Catching something to make me ill,

Maybe even some work to miss.

But one good thing with this wet chill,

No smart dogs should be out in this.

Caught up in storms is how life goes,

As this mail deliverer knows.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Still Sentimental

I am getting remarried soon,

So going through my stuff so that

When we're back from the honeymoon

And move into our habitat,

I will have nothing from my past,

That my new mate might ask about,

And my explanation might cast

Into our lives, unneeded doubt.

It's inside the box and I reach

To pull it out, recall once more,

Happy memory on that beach,

Happening oh so long before.

Sea shell, my ex and I did find,

Tossed away, but still comes to mind.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Odile

I be given Odile as name

In the well known "Swan Lake" ballet,

Billed as a villainess, my fame,

Black swan by night, cute gal by day,

Who tricks the charming prince into

Promising me his loving vow.

My evil daddy made me do

Such an enticement, but somehow

The ending really should have had

Me dancing away with my prince.

Because I'm good at being bad,

Deserve top billing prominence.

I await in lake waters black

To be the star in my comeback.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Stranger to Them

My kids all reach that age of roam

Around our house in world their own.

To them, I'm stranger in our home,

And to my kids a force unknown.

Constantly, they remind me of

How unfair a person is me,

That other kids' parents they love.

Why can't like such parents I be?

And so the battle lines get drawn.

My kids fight guerilla warfare,

A frustrating phenomenon,

I'm enemy who doesn't care.

My kids grow out of their mayhem,

No longer stranger I'm to them.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Dough Show

The year was 1965,

A fresh advertising campaign.

A star was born, I came alive

In hot competitive domain

Of dough products for baking biz.

Poppin' fresh from the oven, I

Got a belly pokin', gee whiz,

And smilin' "Hoo Hoo" I'd reply,

With a scarf and a chef's hat on,

Everybody soon knew my name.

An ad success phenomenon,

Made Advertising Hall of Fame.

Pillsbury Dough Boy, doncha know,

Made Pillsbury, Inc. lots of dough

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Utopia

Just a rat race life I have known,

So at last reach the point when I'm

Off to a legend on my own,

A harmonious place in time.

Deep in the mountains of Tibet

There be a valley to entice

Someone like me, willing to get

Lucky and find this paradise,

Where all of life in love engage

In having happiness and peace.

And stay so long in youthful age,

All painful woes and ills do cease.

Fact, not fictional, place for me,

In Shangri-La I want to be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 From Angel to Demon

An angel I be long ago,

Doing all of that do good stuff

That the Big Boss had ordered, though

Finally I had had enough.

I became so bored being in

Heaven with don't do this or that,

All the have fun involving sin.

To the breaking point I got at,

And threw in with the do bad crowd.

I dyed my white wings black to tell

The Big Boss very clear and loud,

Gladly I was going to hell.

A demon now with no remorse,

I fell for Lucifer of course.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 We Licorice Fields

We licorice fields need human care,

So that we may produce good crop

Of produce that we love to share,

Our local cakes, over the top.

So we get used to human feet

Walking amongst us, with hands on

Care of us, which we warmly greet,

Satisfying phenomenon.

Once in a while, humans arrive,

Not to work with us, but to play.

On such occasion we survive,

Knowing that's just the human way.

We licorice fields do not make fuss,

When humans come and woo in us.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 House Change

Only child of my Mom and Dad,

First lived in love in a house, small.

Very good jobs, both my folks had,

American Dream lived we all.

A beautiful, large house they bought.

We should have shared a happy time,

But more successful my folks got,

The more and more that they and I'm

Be living separately of

Each other in this house so fine,

But just kept on emptying love

From in this family of mine.

I left for college in due course,

Then Mom and Dad got their divorce.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Aim and Fire

When there was made the humankind,

Right away I knew be well worth

My messing with the human mind,

And stake my claim to hell on Earth.

Surely enough, in heaven's name

Humans fought humans ever more,

And more successful be my aim

To have humans in endless war.

And finally came judgement day,

Enough buttons be pushed to be

Nukes burning the whole world away,

With all dead souls be claimed by me.

Always be the devil's desire,

Humankind burn in my hellfire.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Journaled Journey

A journal had been kept by my

Great grandfather which I did find

Hidden in another book, I

Found its contents did blow my mind.

Apparently, long, long ago

My ancestors had the resource

To flee away from their home, so

Their journey took them on a course

To this place, I was born and raised.

Their journey was quite hard and long.

Reading about it left me dazed,

No reason for it to be wrong.

From afar came my family,

I am a descendant E.T.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Am I Stoic?

Suddenly, turned to heavy rain.

I headed for the nearest tree,

To wait in a sheltered domain.

I sensed a human watching me

From a balcony quite nearby,

Who did not seem to pose a threat,

But, curious, I don't know why,

Cuz more than me was getting wet.

Then the rain stopped, as knew it would.

So I took off, with lunch in mind.

I like moist food, so chances good,

A tasty, damp snack I would find.

This crow got called the "stoic" bird.

Yes, if another hungry word.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Strangling Fruit

The Bible tells of how a fruit

Enabled Adam and Eve to

Begin human sinning pursuit.

Each generation sins anew,

And so all fruit all 'round the world

Began to change naturally.

Within each piece, power unfurled

To stop sinning humanity.

As each fruit was ingested by

Humans, a virus within spread,

Causing humans to choke and die,

Until all humankind be dead.

The fruit does strangle from within,

Nature's solving of human sin.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Avenging Alarm Clock

Humans have trouble waking up.

So I was invented by them,

Alarm clock, waker upper, yup,

But humans give me much mayhem.

They set me wrong so I don't sound

The alarm and that makes them mad.

They set me right and then they pound

Upon me, blaming me as bad

For waking them up as I should.

But now with A.I. I'm programmed,

And when they treat me not so good,

I get even and they be damned.

So I hit them, when they hit me,

Truly alarming I now be.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 "Toe"tally Unacceptable

I remember that day so well.

Hubby was out mowing the lawn.

And then I heard him scream like hell.

Something bad must be going on.

Yes indeed, the mower chewed up,

And then spit out two of his toes.

I put the pieces in a cup.

E.R. failed at attempted sews.

Of course I nursed Hubby back to

Health, but this awful accident

Made Hubby not the man I knew,

And more and more apart we went.

Too much to bear, divorce I sought.

Lack toes intolerant I got.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Blessed to Munificence

Ebenezer Scrooge, a rich man,

Became a miser filled with hate,

More as he aged through his lifespan,

Till one Christmas, be blessed by fate,

Encountering three spirits of

Past and present and future, and

By God's gift, his hate turned to love.

Scrooge finally could understand

That for time left he had to live,

He could help others' many need,

By being a friend who could give

Much with all of his heart indeed.

For the rest of his life, Scrooge gave

Away his wealth,  his soul to save.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Bless You, Sir David

David Attenborough now is

One hundred years old. Of course I

Wish him Happy Birthday, gee whiz,

What a wonderful human guy.

He found fossils, including me,

Called a plesiosaur, reptile.

Not a dinosaur did I be.

From 1993 on, I'll

Be having the great honor of

Having Sir David's name linked with

Mine, a tribute that I so love,

Since oft I had been deemed a myth.

Attenboroughsaurus be named

For Sir David, nature friend famed.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 I Know the Devil

I know the devil all too well,

When I made pleasure as my goal,

So let my life just go to hell,

To please my body, sold my soul.

I know the devil tricked and lied

To me with promises he gave,

Filling me up with lust and pride,

And now I be the devil's slave.

I know the devil won't let me

Get out of my bargain with him,

To owe him for eternity,

Just because of one stupid whim.

With the devil I have to live.

God, when I die, will you forgive?

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Why?

Are you an independent wife,

Not needing me to be around?

Do we not share a wedded life

Where many times we both have found

That each of us needs time alone?

Have we not often both agreed

We each have interests of our own,

And give the other space indeed?

Aren't I often a big headache

When I am with you? Am I wrong?

So when a shopping trip you make,

Why do I have to go along?

I ask these questions of you so,

With you, you will not make me go.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 I'm Calling Your Bluff

So now you have player's remorse.

Yet, voluntarily you came

To play with me, and stayed of course,

A heavy better in my game.

A fool, you played from very start

Of being in my game with me,

Cuz right away you bet your heart,

And winning it, so easy be.

But now you've wised up, so you say,

Accuse me of a crooked deal,

No longer with me, wanna play.

C'mon you fool, and let's get real.

I still have an ace up my sleeve,

Cuz from my game, fools never leave.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 In Loving Memory

Chocoholics, we both did be,

First met over chocolate cake.

Love at first bite for both, and we,

More loving memories, did make.

But then my lover fell ill, and

Went to the hospital to die.

I'd visit with chocolate, banned,

And next to each other we'd lie.

Now an angel, my lover is

Waiting for me to join, and I'm

Oh so very anxious, gee whiz,

To reunite our chocolate time.

Toppings of chocolate syrup,

We loved to lick each other up.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Just the Way Life Is

So very young were Grace and I,

When I came to her family.

Her Mom, good gal, her Dad, good guy,

It was a happy home for me.

Together, Grace and I grew up.

She always calls me her best friend.

At home where Grace is, is this pup.

Always together had to end.

Grace finished high school and came time

When Grace left for the college scene.

It's just the way life is that I'm

Old, she's young, both age seventeen.

Let me close with this epilogue,

Life is good for this grateful dog.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Thanks Mama

When I was young I sold my soul

To the devil, thinking I had

Best chance then to achieve my goal

Of getting rich, made Mama sad,

And she stayed sad until she died.

There was less shame and guilt in me.

I got richer, and then defied

The devil, a pesterer be,

Cuz I had an ace up my sleeve,

Not scared of the devil no more.

In me, Mama did still believe,

More so when I lay at death's door.

Mama, liked in heaven a lot,

Did pull some strings and in I got.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Nature of Duality

In "Romeo and Juliet,"

Friar Laurence is outside at dawn,

Observing, and the stage is set

For good and bad, play relies on

Duality in nature of

Fact that all life in death does end,

That always there is hate with love.

Same flower can be foe or friend,

A poison or a medicine.

The Friar's soliloquy talks to

A night end and a day begin,

With each showing their feeling true.

As day comes up and night goes down,

The day does smile, the night does frown.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 For the Best

Puppy lost in the jungle, found

By a great wild cat who then had

Maternal instinct, so was bound,

Not let anything happen bad

To the puppy while in her care.

But the wild cat knew that no way

Would such puppy survive to share

Her prowess and skill hunting prey.

In the jungle the puppy would

Always be prey itself, and so

The wild cat chose, for puppy's good,

That from her, puppy needed go.

The great cat was meant to wild roam,

So brought puppy to human home.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Sink

At home and in my kitchen, I

Pour a glass of water to drink.

Quite humid day, I'm feeling dry.

Then the sink does begin to sink.

I grab the faucet, thinking that

Maybe I can hold the sink up.

But I see that I'm failing at

This, the sink keeps going down, yup.

I think I should be running off

To safety, maybe go outside.

But at this thought of mine, I scoff.

I wanna say like hell I've tried.

My mood does sink down deep my soul,

Sink and I sink down the sinkhole.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Parent the Child Or Else

In free communities there is

Increasing incidents of young

Engaging in unlawful biz,

Assault by deed, assault by tongue.

Too many parents seem to feel

Accountability, they.ve not,

Just childish pranks, and no big deal.

Carelessness, such parents have got.

There are societies though where

The parents are told by the State,

Care for their children or beware.

Parents will suffer a dire fate.

In Communist community,

No outlaw children allowed be.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Sold and Bought

A young and pretty lass I be,

When met much older and rich man.

Mama said he was not good for me,

But I ignored Mama, and began

A love affair with him, and sold

My heart to buy our marriage had,

His cheating more as I grew old.

Mama had spoke truth, he was bad.

I'd given him my heart in vain.

With him, I could no longer live.

I proved his cheating, clear and plain.

And now it was his turn to give.

I got his money in due course,

When I was granted a divorce.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Revenging

My cheating wife with her boyfriend

Strangled me until I was dead.

This brought our marriage to an end.

My ex, in spite, cut off my head

And my hands, burned the rest of me.

Threw head and hands in a lagoon.

My spirit sensed the two then be

Making love under the full moon.

My head watched as my hands grabbed them,

And gripped so hard the throat of each

Till dead, then did the same mayhem

They'd done to me, lesson to teach.

Their heads and hands, my hands gave my

Head to feed on as food supply.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Sylvia and Me

She wrote a poem about me,

Sylvia Plath, I knew her name.

Titled "Mirror," the poem did be.

As a poetess, she gained fame.

Personified I was, and so

The truth to her I always told,

As more and more to me she'd show,

Each time the two of us more old.

As years went by, the more she'd cry.

But then in her thirtieth year,

She showed no more, I knew truth why,

As others began to appear.

That sad day came, Sylvia died.

She had committed suicide.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Soured

With brothers, I went off to war

To do my duty just like them.

More and more of them fell as more

Around us be all the mayhem,

Of fighting, bleeding, dying in

A time and place that never would

Be a cause we would ever win.

Just the pawns played to do no good

In the game, nation leaders play,

In back and forth power attack.

Somehow I survived till the day,

No longer needed, I came back.

I did my duty, came back home,

But now I'm homeless and just roam.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 The Burger King

Burger King, Inc., the fast food chain,

In the '50's chose to crown me

The Burger King, my job to reign

For more profitability.

I was costumed to look just like

A king, but got a plastic face,

With always a creepy grin, yike,

That in commercials made the case,

Buy my burgers and other stuff,

Which of course I was never seen

Eating, creepy grin made it tough

To shove a burger in between.

The company says I retired.

In truth, the new boss had me fired.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Afford Retirement?

We are a married couple who

Are both planning to retire soon.

We're planning leisure stuff to do,

And feel this time is opportune.

Our family is happy for

Both of us and do wish us well.

We hope we can help them out more

With what they need, but who can tell

Whether we will have enough cash.

Right now we think we'll be okay.

But the economy could crash,

Maybe a depression one day.

We hope our budget fits our desire,

So later won't have to unretire.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 The Manservant's Tale

Women have overthrown the Earth.

Manservants be the young, virile men.

Sperm producers, their only worth,

Bought and sold among the women.

I was such a manservant, and

Belonged to one woman who had

Many offspring by me as planned.

She had bought me when jut a lad.

She liked me well enough, but I

Knew, as I got older, I would

Have less and less my sperm supply,

Until turned worthless, my manhood.

Manservants dry up in due course,

And then turned into a food source.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 I'm Old Enough

All of my friends have parents who

Let them use makeup, but I've got

Parents who will not let me do

Makeup till I'm older a lot.

But I put makeup on when I'm

Not at home, then take off before

My parents see me any time.

Makeup makes me look pretty more,

Especially when I'm at school,

Where looks is real important stuff.

My parents' ban's a stupid rule.

I'm six years old, that's old enough.

My parents' ban is no big deal.

I just go to the store and steal.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Tree of Knowledge

The Tree of Knowledge, rooted with

Goodness forever to instill.

But man made evil fact, not myth,

Making choices against God's will.

Other animals like birds came

To the Tree to share in the good.

But man abused the Tree in shame,

Ruined God's perfect neighborhood.

So out of Eden, man was sent

By God, who left instructions how

Salvation be if man repent,

As in the Good Book, then till now.

The Tree of Knowledge is found in

The Bible, warning man of sin.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Game Spoiler

Deadwood, South Dakota saloon,

I'm in a five man poker game.

I've a winning hand, none too soon,

Cuz I've been losing, such a shame!

But just then Jack McCall walks up,

Look on his face is kind of strange.

And then he pulls his pistol, yup,

Firing the gun at point blank range

At the player across from me.

Sprayed with the flying blood, I'm red.

Across the table, player be

Wild Bill Hickok, shot in the head.

Aces and eights, hand Wild Bill had.

My hand would have beat his, so sad!