Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Pink Sunset

As sun is setting, we birds think

It's time to take a break from flight,

The sky now such a lovely pink,

Welcome hello to coming night.

Nice bush branches we see below,

And each of us find perching spot

To snuggle in, mid pinkish glow.

In perfect time and place we've got

A bird's eye view of nature's best,

As we prepare ourselves to get,

Over the night, a blissful rest,

Beginning with this pink sunset.

We sing in song, bid sun goodbye,

Thanking her for such pretty sky.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Incandescent

We Incans weren't allowed to go

Up to Machu Picchu at night.

But I was curious, and so

Walked up the mountain with no light.

Once I got to the sacred place,

I lit a torch to look around,

But didn't stay long, cuz I'd face

Death, so back home I soon be bound.

First, I tried to put the torch out,

To not be seen, but then set me

On fire, waving the torch about,

Then fanned the flames when I did flee.

A human fiery torch, I went,

As I made my Incandescent.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Wedding Night

I was attracted to you, and

Set my sights on making you mine,

Became my husband as I planned,

Your loving me by my design.

And on the night after we wed,

To consummate in time and place,

We came together in our bed.

You, powerless in my embrace,

As you became the latest of

Many a husband come my way,

Feeling my special skill in love,

Making you unsuspecting prey.

Black widow spider I become,

And make a meal of you, yum, yum.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Making

I'm ready in right time and place

To make a poem from pen flow,

Arranging reason into rhyme,

Find words for each line, make it so.

Sometimes such task is easy, and

I am always grateful for such.

Other times, which I understand,

The task brings difficulty, much.

But whether easy or hard be,

Bringing forth a poem to live,

Becoming a critic is me

On worthiness of what I give.

My mind then asks my heart and soul,

Did what I pen achieve my goal?

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Apples, but No Pears

Nature gave me an apple tree,

But be pears I really did crave.

Apples okay, but not for me.

So a lot of wood that tree gave

Me, after I had chopped it down.

Using the wood, I then built up

The pear totem god of renown

That would give me lots of pears, yup.

While I built this, a raven was

Near, maybe some pears waiting for.

Then I felt uneasy becuz

It kept on quothing, "Nevermore."

The more I plead, more I despair,

All my effort and not one pear.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Cursed by My Beauty

I, Helen, went to Troy from Greece,

Under spell of Aphrodite,

Causing disturbance of what peace

Exited 'tween the kingdoms be.

I was returned to Greece of course

When Troy was defeated in war,

Thanks to trick of the Trojan Horse.

But I was hated all the more

By Greeks and Trojans, who both thought

I was the cause for either side,

That so many uselessly fought,

Because of me, so many died.

I'm sorry that my beauty had

History that made me look bad.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Bed Ridding

"I think Fluffy's hungry," says her

To him and yes this Fluffy is.

That makes me one hot ball of fur,

When my humans neglect my biz.

In their bedroom in this cat's house,

I know they hope I'll go away,

Maybe go off and chase a mouse,

But I have other paw to play.

I have installed a car jack, yup,

Under their bed where both oft found,

And I begin to jack all up,

Roll off to my need, both be bound.

It seems whenever I want fed,

Both of my humans be in bed.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Sniffed Us Together

She and I pushed close in packed train.

Same deodorant we both had,

And perked up each scents sense domain,

Causing both of us to feel glad.

Soon after, my girlfriend she is,

And of course I am her boyfriend.

Sharing deodorant, gee whiz,

A train ride to a happy end.

We thank our having common smell

Being the prime connection of

Knowing by our noses to tell

That we were bound to fall in love.

Sharing deodorant a plus,

It's our Secret, just between us.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Cancer Constellation

My favorite constellation is

Cancer, main reason because I

Came, thanks to Mom's and Dad's done biz

On the 20th of July,

Making Cancer to be called mine,

With all the consequences had

Cuz me being born with this sign,

Whatever happens, good or bad.

Cancer's associated with

The crab that Hercules did slay.

Then goddess Hera in Greek myth

Put the crab in the sky to stay.

Cancer constellation suits me,

Very often crabby I be.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Return of the White Witch

The White Witch, Queen of Narnia, I

Do enjoy my villainess role.

Sadly, in the tale, killed, I die.

But return to Narnia, my goal.

And when I return, winter will

Again sweep over all my land,

Providing all with bitter chill.

Pevensie children will be banned,

By freezing up the wardrobe door.

Asian, Lion, who killed me once,

I vow will trouble me no more,

All eaten up in my wolf hunts.

Narnia, again my cold domain,

Forever after I will reign.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Chewsy

Thinking a pirate's life be fun,

I signed aboard a pirate ship.

Swabbing wood decks, I be the one,

My favorite job for the trip.

All day, all night, swabbing I would,

Really getting my teeth into,

Deck work making me feel so good,

As disappearance of decks grew.

Crew got suspicious, but too late,

As more water the ship took on,

Until happened the would be fate,

Too much of the ship's wood be gone.

The ship does sink because of me,

Because a beaver I do be.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Wedding Invitation

A courier delivered to

Me a sealed envelope, I sign,

Open and read, and surprised, true,

Feelings emerge, hard to define.

Wedding invitation I get

A lot of them and I feel good,

But this one gets me some upset.

Maybe the sender knew it would.

So to myself, I won't pretend

I feel bad, but won't let it show.

Written best wishes I will send.

And I want our children to go.

Not a letter that one expects,

Remarriage of a divorced ex.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Chat before Change

"Why must I change like this?" asked I,

"And only when you're full around."

"I'm not sure," was the Moon's reply,

"Apparently, you are hellbound."

"But Moon, it's just not fair," I said,

"You see what awful stuff I do,"

"Attacking innocent till dead."

The Moon replied, "I know it's true,"

"But it's of no concern of mine."

"You'll change your role to bad quite soon."

"My role is always rise and shine."

"I curse you," I howled at the moon.

The last I heard the full Moon say,

"Can't talk to you, your werewolf way."

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Role in History

To the theatre, took by him,

I did not know that place and time

I would be used for purpose grim.

That dawned on me the moment I'm

Pulled from his pocket and then aimed

To do the very heinous deed,

And that would be forever famed.

Of course I had no way to plead

For him not to do such an act.

He dropped me in his getaway

From the nightmare that became fact.

In a museum, I'm on display.

My bullet fired into his head,

Booth shot President Lincoln dead.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Circle 3 Rounds Out Me

What if I had to go to hell,

Dantes' Inferno Circles for

Circle 3, Gluttony, I'd dwell.

I've been guilty of such galore.

Lots of icy rain and hell there,

Should keep away the hellfire heat.

As a menu I'm quite aware,

Won't be much fun to drink and eat.

Cerberus, three headed hound,

Would chew on me as punish fate.

So as long as he is around,

I should be able to lose weight.

Just penning this does make me think,

What's on hand now to eat and drink?

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Very Puzzling!

The Bible tells me that I'll face

Salvation or damnation when

I leave this earthly mortal place.

No doubt I'm guilty of some sin.

All theologies do debate

Exactly who and how decide

Whether heaven or hell, my fate,

Based on my scorecard when I died.

Some say if I repent real well,

Then somebody, even me, could

Pick the place where I'm gonna dwell,

If good at bad, or bad at good.

To be saved or to be doomed be

Unsolvable puzzle for me!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 For My Kids

Daughter and son are watching me,

Making use of the gift I got.

So sitting here, painting I be,

And both of them seem pleased a lot.

Yes, when they're pleased, I am pleased too.

Painting, I don't like any sort.

But since it is their gift, I do

Paint because I am a good sport.

Though I am not having much fun,

I want my kids to know I try.

So I'll persist until it's done.

At least it's not another tie.

Their Dad's Day gift that I did get?

I'm painting by the numbers set.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Identity Crisis

An identity crisis, I

Got from watching too much T.V.

Old movie westerns got on my

Mind - cowboys and indians be.

When indian settlements got

Attacked, sometimes teepee I felt,

But also felt wigwam a lot.

Such identity crisis dealt!

More this happened, more I did think

I needed professional aid.

So I got referred to a shrink,

And went for the appointment made.

Pricey advice shrink did dispense,

"Try to relax, you are too tense."

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 I Buried My Friend

Out in the wilderness we were,

My best friend, Prince, collie, and I,

Then a bear attack did occur.

Prince defended me, but did die.

I came out safe but full of hurt.

I took Prince to a pine tree where

By hand I dug away the dirt,

And laid my Prince's body there.

With large stones I covered his grave,

To keep any predators out.

While doing so, thanked Prince he gave

His life to save my life no doubt.

A final goodbye to Prince I'd say.

Then from my friend, had to walk away.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Carbon Copy My Mistakes

The burning of fossil fuel is

A climate mistake, I'm aware

That I'm always making, gee whiz,

Even though 'bout climate I care.

But to stop my fossil fuel burn

Would be so inconvenient and

Be so more expensively stern.

And so until totally banned,

Fossil fuelless too hard for me.

Of course, lip service I still give

About global warming threat be,

But with my carbon footprint, live.

Carbon copy I rationalize,

Most of us now on Earth do likewise.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Inspiration to Write

What does inspire me most to write,

My sense of humor to show off.

Of course, hope for reader's delight,

But too tickled when readers scoff.

Indeed some topics I write on,

Need more my mad or sad or scare,

But my funny phenomenon

Is favorite for me to share.

So how to make my humor be,

Does be the passion that is mine.

And of course essential for me,

End my rhyme with a fun punchline.

My sense of humor, like to show it,

Much as I can, wannabe poet.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Still Failing

Evil, humans to humans do,

The Bible tells that God knows this,

But tells us to love, pure and true,

And God will reward with His bliss.

Ever on Earth, evil does dwell,

And often in disguises of

Just righteousness for bringing hell

To each and all who seek to love.

The pain and grief and torment brought

By evil to good living be

Proof that humanity is not

Fulfilling God's hoped destiny.

Humans to love, ever God's aim,

But evil's done, and in God's name.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Please Take Me Away

World War II, I am feeling down,

My boyfriend had been shot and killed.

Me. alone in Chicago town,

A lot of grief, my heart is filled.

I hear on the radio that

A flying saucer has appeared.

And from my high rise habitat,

I see it, so do something weird.

Onto my window ledge I climb.

The saucer hovers close to me,

Keeps coming closer, so hope I'm

Gonna become an abductee.

I'm waving to the saucer, yup,

To please pick me, and beam me up.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Robo Future

A glimpse into the future world,

A quite perturbed Robo housewife,

A mess in the kitchen's unfurled,

Causing lots of tension and strife.

The trash can has been overturned

By the Robo dog, household pet,

And Robo housewife's circuits burned,

As what she saw got her upset.

Of course Robo dog looked so sad,

Hoped Robo housewife would see him,

And take pity, his being bad,

But Robo housewife still looked grim.

Thus, for a future world news flash,

Even Robos will still have trash!

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Power Always Corrupts

A.I. data centers do be

The latest industrial mean,

Water and electricity,

Gobbled up, all damn to the green.

Republicans and Democrats

Of course spew forth lots of hot air.

Politicians and bureaucrats

Speechify, pretending to care.

But be assured, powered elite

Always put their profit and greed,

Top priorities to defeat

Basic environmental need.

We the People believe the lie

That humans can defeat A.I.!

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Haven for a While

A soldier sent to fight their war,

I'm a pawn in their power deal.

Pain and suffering 'round me more,

I need to escape from this real.

So certain connections I make

That certainly they don't condone.

But I do so for my own sake,

To find a haven all my own.

The drones and missiles all around.

They try but can't protect me, so

With drugs and booze I'm haven bound.

Out of this real hell I can go.

A fun fantasy world I find

In my substance mood altered mind.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The First One

I'm the flag of the U.S.A.,

One of billions made over time.

But I'm first on unique display.

The year 1969, I'm

Taken on an historic trip

Where no one like me'd gone before.

From a Sears store to a space ship,

A three by five foot flag to soar

Far into the heavens from Earth.

Costing five dollars, fifty cents,

My value went to priceless worth

When left by Neil and Buzz, nice gents.

Time and place for me opportune,

I'm first of my kind on the moon.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Destined to Serve

Though I did die I'm happy that

Some human minds and hands changed me,

And now in human habitat,

Useful to human family.

I understand the human need

To kill my kind, and then to change

Us into what's deemed good indeed

For human use, not new or strange,

Forever destiny of wood.

I feel quite fortunate that my

Remains be changed to something good,

A fine and strong wood table, I.

Of service now to human folk,

Once I lived as a mighty Oak.