Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Color Me?

I am so sad on knowing this.

We used to have such love to share,

Filling us both with joy and bliss.

We can redo, why don't you care?

I am so lonely without you,

Just can't believe that we're apart.

When you told me that we were through,

These words of yours just broke my heart.

I am so sorry you found out,

And you then gave me blame a lot.

Yes, I cheated on you no doubt,

And really wish I'd not been caught.

You can guess now, color I be, 

As divorce papers you serve me.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Unsent Voicemail

You used to be so sweet and nice,

And we used to have so much fun.

But then you turned as cold as ice,

Became such mean spirited one.

You used to be so filled with love,

To share with me in time and place.

But now you're only just full of

That smelly stuff, a basket case.

You used to be a giving soul,

Giving me lots of joy and bliss.

But now you're in a starring role

Of nagging me on that and this.

This is my voicemail to the wife,

Never sent, for fear of my life.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Critics

We are watching a man below

Blowing enormous bubbles to

Entertain children with his show,

For the moment, something to do.

To one another we call out,

Our comments poking fun at him.

The children laugh at him no doubt.

At not much, kids laugh on a whim.

We have to cry out pretty loud,

So heard above sounds of the sea,

And sounds of this gathered beach crowd.

But now we're off, cuz bored we be.

We sea gulls all the time do scoff

At silly humans showing off.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Vecna

Henry Creel, I'm top villain in

"Stranger Things," known as Vecna, me,

So full of lots of crime and sin,

Doing so two dimensionally.

Telepathic powers I've got,

Used to kill Mom and Sis, gee whiz,

Got me to like murder a lot,

Kid killing is my favorite biz.

Exiled to Upside Down Abyss,

Took over monsters there and did

Reign in terror, for me pure bliss.

Back to Hawkins to do my bid.

Villainy forever, instead

Goodies axed up, I lost my head.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Dawn Upon

It is night but she cannot sleep.

Her family depends on her,

Many obligations to keep,

Weighs heavy on her heart for sure.

Too little money had right now.

Too many bills to pay increase.

Yet she has faith that God somehow

Will be of help and bring her peace.

And so her thoughts turn how she could

Give more love to her family,

And bring all closer for more good,

Find joy in what they have and be.

Tomorrow is another day,

She knows her prayer will guide her way.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Happy Go Lucky Bronze

Gold, then silver, then bronze does be

First, then second, and then third place.

Psychiatrists at times study

All three as emotional case.

What does each metal medal think

About the winning, losing game?

So each does take couch of the shrink

To study feeling each does claim.

Gold and silver, there's 'twixt and 'tween

A lot of tension forth and back.

Feelings about each get real mean,

Who's first or second in the stack.

Gold does gloat, then silver does bawl,

Then bronze happy to win at all.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 End of a Friendship

Best friends through grade school, then we went

To the same high school, where I found

Myself in a big deal event,

To popular clique I be bound.

But not so bound was my best friend,

Not popular like me, but I

Assured our friendship would not end.

But less time with, as time went by,

And by the end of freshman year,

This long friendship no longer be,

Nothing in common left to share,

Sure not my popularity.

I regret to this very day,

Letting my friend just drift away.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The Chosen Ones

A bowl of lemons came to sit

Upon a tabletop, and they

Did talk among themselves a bit

About why they were on display.

Hard to see from inside the bowl,

So one of the lemons hopped out

To get a better look with goal

Of learning more their fate no doubt.

Then later, the lemon outside

Told the others news, good and bad.

"Bad news, we're 'bout to be goodbyed."

"Good news, refreshed drink, we'll be had."

A blender with the lemons made

A blender full of lemonade.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Fired Up

The sea be calm by break of dawn,

The waters still black in the night,

As I was embarking upon

Some canoeing to my delight.

It was a time and place that I

Could paddle all my woes away,

In bliss of solitude with my

Welcoming of the coming day.

There be no clouds as dark skies turn

Into a brilliant fiery glow,

As though the very air does burn

Into a melting lava flow.

I paddle as sun rising higher

On sea of red, orange, yellow fire.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 People of Iran

Innocent people of Iran,

Millions of you held hostage for

Many decades of your lifespan.

And all you've known is living war.

Again the bombs and bullets fly,

Your despots fighting to the end.

Sadly, many more of you die,

Matters not if by foe or friend.

Is it true? Perhaps you will choose

Coming destiny of your own.

Such choice, you'll either win or lose,

Be better or worse than you've known?

Iranian people, hope be

A way be found, you will live free.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Hairdressin' Mama

Mama Mouse tells Papa Mouse to

Get son and daughter Mouses so

Mama can fix each a hairdo,

For whole mice neighborhood to show.

Mama Mouse has been readin' on

New fancy ways to style mice hair,

Wants to experiment upon

Whole Mouse family, then and there,

Mama Mouse, armed with combs on paw,

Does get family permed and set,

That will result in "ooh" and "aah,"

From hair raisin' all gonna get.

Mama mousses each Mouse's hair

Before rollin' on rollers there.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 House of Appeal

A gingerbread looking house, I

Now live in, very quaint and cute.

My olden days are long gone by.

I'm now in more modern pursuit.

This Victorian style home presents

Like where sweet old Gramma might live.

And baking cookies smells are hints

Of attraction I want to give

To this unsuspecting twosome,

Causing me pain and grief once, yes.

But now I'm back and make welcome.

This time this witch will have success.

I wave to them, come visit me,

My next Hansel and Gretel be.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Was Something

It was at high noon that I came.

Some folks saw me and word spread fast.

Suddenly, I had acquired fame,

I wasn't sure how long would last.

So why was I the chosen one?

I really don't know, but just guess

Conditions came together, done.

I was beneficiary, yes.

All of the welcoming of me,

So invigorated I felt.

But end of this did come to be.

I bid fond farewell as I melt.

This one and only snowflake, I

Awed all humankind in July.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Off to Farmers Market

All through the spring and summer days

Our Farmers tended to us well.

For her and him, we heap high praise.

Such care makes us better to sell.

Yes, we sure know our purpose is

To give the Farmers' family

Some profit in the produce biz.

And we are quite content to be

Picked now that we are grown and ripe.

And we sense our farmers are pleased

That we're all of bountiful type,

Glad we're making farm life more eased.

We fruits and veggies loaded up,

Now off to Farmers Market, yup!

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 In My Dream

When I was misbehavin,' my

Momma told me that Jesus frowned,

Cuz I should know better, and I

Was causin' Jesus to feel downed.

Yeah, I do misbehave a lot,

And Jesus' frownin' bothers me,

But bothered more, spankin's I've got

From Momma, so sore my butt be.

Momma told me to go to bed,

Maybe better behaved next day.

I did, a dream come to my head,

Saw Jesus in a smilin' way.

Jesus is smilin' becuz I'm

Behavin' myself in dreamtime.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 A Brushstroke a Day ...

When I turned age of twenty one,

I studied Oscar Wilde to learn

How painting myself could be done,

Keeping my youthful look, my yearn.

So just a simple brushstroke, I

Would paint of myself on each day.

And as the many years went by,

I still appear my youthful way.

Of course I learned that a high price

I had to pay for my youth goal,

But was worth looking young and nice.

To the devil I sold my soul.

But unlike Wilde's "Dorian Gray,"

I live forever and young stay.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Last Prayer Here

Mount Vesuvius erupts with

Such blast of ash and smoke and fire.

The big one now is fact, not myth.

I fall to my knees to inquire,

Not why does this deed now be done,

Not how can such happen to me,

But why am I a chosen one,

To learn the now for what's to be.

I'm  sad for family and friend,

For strangers whom I've never met,

Who all despair this coming end,

And thank not what is coming yet.

The last of my life in Pompeii.

Thanks Creator. What's next? I pray.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Two, Passing in the Night

She is walking south on the beach.

He is walking on the beach north.

Walking alone through the night, each

Sense sea waters move back and forth.

The sound of waves rolling upon

The sand, where the sight of shells shine,

The picking up phenomenon.

The taste and the smell of sea brine.

Both she and he walking, so sense,

And as they near, sense other too.

A smile and a nod, each presents,

The least but most that each will do.

Such brief encounter, he and she

Walk on in fading memory.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 One world Changing Mind

A mind of one who changed the world.

To rule supreme, this mind's desire.

Power, this mind unleashed, unfurled,

And millions this mind did inspire,

To bring about the master race,

Obliterate all in the way.

Fuhrer prinzip in time and place,

Ruling forever future day.

This mind came too close to success.

Such mind, the world must not abide.

This time, the world was lucky, yes,

This mind driven to suicide.

Such evil acts came from his mind,

Adolph Hitler changed humankind.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Hilda at Home

In nifty fifties, Hilda be

Often at home in relaxed way.

With her kit cat and pup dog, she

Listens to old victrola play.

Vintage coffee kettle atop

Wood burning stove for quick refill,

As Hilda gulps down cups nonstop,

Eating pastries, as Hilda will.

The buxom redhead lounging bound

In a bright red jumpsuit, but she is,

For the moment, not jumpin' 'round,

But in a mode of chill out biz.

Now, home body at ease a lot,

Both coffee and Hilda are hot.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Pandora's Jar

Pandora sent me a sealed jar,

Package had no return address.

Receipt of this was quite bizarre.

I knew no Pandora, unless

She was the same Pandora who

Received a box in ancient myth,

Not to open, but she did do,

Causing the world to be stuck with

All the evil and suffering.

Well, since these were already out,

What more harm from my opening?

I was so curious, no doubt.

Like in her box, would hope here dwell?

Dill pickles came to sight and smell.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Prayers Answered

Mama Mouse, ill, takes to her bed.

Papa Mouse at her side does stay.

Thoughts of worry spun 'round his head,

So Papa Mouse decides to pray.

The Baby Mouses are asleep,

Leaving Mama a Teddy Bear,

To be close with Papa to keep

All best wishes for Mama there.

And as the clock does chime midnight,

Papa Mouse's prayers answered by

Butterflies glowing in moonlight,

Little angels from heaven fly.

Coming of dawn, the sun does shine.

Mama Mouse wakes and feeling fine.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Pop High?

Keith Richards and I used to be

Close buddies when Keith drugged insane.

He'd never party without me,

Singing songs to his pal, cocaine.

No doubt Keith was a crazy guy,

Even crazier I made him,

As he used me to chase his high.

There is a tale told, on a whim,

Keith once combined me in a way,

Lessened my high effectiveness.

Whether true or not, I'll not say,

But one helluva story, yes!

So if Keith did this, I was not mad,

Mixing me with ashes of his Dad.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 "Highlander"

Highlander, Connor MacLeod,

Born 1518, a clan Scot.

As an immortal, he's endowed

And lives through centuries, a lot.

Fight other immortals, he's bound,

Cutting off their heads with his sword,

Just cannot fight on holy ground.

And with each death, Connor moves toward,

As an immortal, the last one.

Happens in 1985,

Connor's final beheading done,

He turns mortal, finite alive.

Connor Macleod, one happy guy,

Can have children, grow old and die.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Regret

I, a popular kid in school,

Could pick and choose the friends I had,

And tended pick friends as a rule

Who kept my image good, not bad.

So a self promoting clique, I

Led based on who I would let in,

Just those who were a gal or guy

Who played my game and let me win.

All of the kids in school knew me,

But I only wanted to know

My kind of kids, I trusted be

For with letting me run the show.

My time in school I do regret

Not seeking friends I never met.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Hannibal, Cannibal

Dr. Hannibal Lector is

The villain I'd be if I could,

Top acclaimed in the villain biz,

Able to be so bad so good.

Cannibal serial killer,

But so refined and so polite.

With cooking skillet, a skiller

In eating the rude with delight.

Of course being as guilty as sin,

I'd want to script in one detail,

Eat victims, again and again,

I wouldn't want to die in jail.

Hannibal Lector, villain free,

To do my thing would so suit me.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Revengeful Pears

They were just boys, but acting bad,

And stole us away from our home.

So such behavior made us mad,

In to bellies, got forced to roam,

Becuz those bad boys took us all,

Then chose to rid the evidence.

And one by one, we each did fall

Down the throats of those bad boys, hence

Before our separation, we

Agreed on action we'd each take,

Causing each bad boy, severely

The most helluva bellyache.

Us pears, those boys gobbled down, yup,

But we made them throw us back up!

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Pass the Time

Momma Mouse to her young'uns tells

A bedtime story with nightfall.

In hollowed log, family dwells,

Quite snug and cozy, one and all.

For outside is some snow and chill,

Reminding the Mouse family that

The season Winter is here still,

But the season Spring's coming at

A sure and fast pace and here soon,

Proven by Robin Red Breast be

Out perched under light of the moon,

Listening very intently.

Robin, well scarved to keep out cold,

Enjoys Momma Mouse's tale told.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 "Scapegoat"

Howardena Pindell's art piece,

"Scapegoat," done 1990 is

Self reflecting she did release

On discriminatory biz,

She faced all stages of her life.

A target of racism, she

Strengthened herself through all the strife,

And her artwork did help her be.

In the art she uses words to

Speak out, and herself to reclaim,

Shows resilience, proud and true,

With remembrance as her prime aim.

"Scapegoat" painted to help reveal

Howardena's desire to heal.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Back in Time and Place

He had told me it was goodbye,

That he was sorry this had to be.

I'd learn the truth about his lie,

His leaving was the best for me.

But now, after parking the car,

I'm in tears as I'm walking through

The night to the ocean, not far,

Back to the spot we loved and knew,

Back to a time we shared a lot.

But now, though he said goodbye, I'm,

After a police call I got,

Going back to him one last time.

In seconds, forever I'll reach

His washed up body on the beach,

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Spice It Up

"Make me some ginger tea," her yell

At me loudly, "And spice it up."

My older sister I know well,

So I hasten to fix her cup.

Big Sis does seem to think I'm at

Her beck and call when Mom and Dad

Are away from our habitat.

I'm good at making tea, but bad

When big Sis really needs to learn

A lesson on being polite

To me, so make her tea to burn

Lesson in her to treat me right.

Sis's smile turned to frown on me,

Gulping down her hot peppered tea.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Chasing Two Rabbits

Leonard Nimoy (Mr. Spock) said,

"If you chase two rabbits you'll lose"

"Them both." So this quotation led

Me to go to the woods and choose

To find two rabbits and to chase

Them through the woods, and, wow, did they

Give to me a helluva race.

I chased these two rabbits all day,

Then very late into the night.

And then they stopped, surprising me.

Not just two rabbits be in sight,

A hundred rabbits now there be.

These two rabbits being chased, I

Found out they'd time to multiply.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 SUE at Field Museum

Faith, South Dakota, SUE be found,

Largest T Rex discovered yet.

Chicago's Field Museum bound,

Year 2000 debut be set,

For public viewing in huge hall,

Dino skeleton, most complete,

An awesome sight for one and all,

With a multi toothed grin to greet,

Positioned as though 'bout to chase

Visitors down as tasty prey.

SUE, as then, in now time and place,

T Rex rule supreme in its day.

Now off getting some bone rerack,

SUE assures public, "I'll be back!"

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Art Market and Artist, Depressed

The Dutch artist, Johannes Vermeer,

Lived in Delft along with his wife.

Downturn in his painting career

Caused him a lot of stress and strife.

Eleven living children had,

Sole support from him they did need.

Then the economy turned bad.

The Vermeers suffered, yes indeed.

Sell more his paintings, Johanne tried,

But outside Delft he was unknown.

Deeply depressed, and then he died,

His family left on their own.

Stress and strife of debt ridden be,

Johannes did die, age 43.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Truth in Two Hearts

One of good heart, one of bad heart,

Both walking on the road did meet.

They stopped, and the good first did start,

And to the bad, gave a good greet.

Whereupon the bad heart did curse,

Giving the good heart, spew of wrath.

When good heart smiled, bad heart did worse,

Kicked down the good heart in the path.

The good heart got back up and went

On with a good life, leaving bad

Heart to a bad life to be spent,

And Judgement upon each be had.

Both hearts when dead went where they should,

Bad went to bad, good went to good.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 My Spoonerism Shift

I'd make my picks for bedding well,

Intending just a one night stand.

Mary Sue was such, but do tell,

What happened with her was unplanned.

My protection with Mary Sue

Was somehow defective, I guess.

At least one of my boys got through

For a get together, oh yes,

Pregnant, Mary Sue let me know.

So did her Daddy contact me,

To do right thing expected, so

I'm welcomed in their family.

Her Daddy, sort for shotgunning,

So I hear my wedding bell ring.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 You Were My Future

When you were born to me, I said

You were my future that I would

Watch grow and love until I'm dead.

And when I died, I could feel good,

Knowing that you would carry on,

A lot like me in many ways,

And remember when I was gone,

All our many wonderful days.

But then came sad day you did die,

A truth so hard be reconciled

Within me, as I wonder why

This Mom had to outlive her child.

Whatever future I have, be

Emptier without you with me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Avatar Warriors

Is it just a destiny for

A few powerful humankind

Bring elements into world war,

Unleashed by few of crazy mind?

All know there is the wherewithal

Many times over all to kill

By the nuclear arsenal

Had by a few who have the will.

Maybe A.I. is a godsend,

That if wars with fire must be fought,

Let avatar attack, defend,

So no live victims burn a lot.

Earth, air and water all desire

Not be destroyed in war with fire.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Afloat in the Pool

I be a floating in the pool,

Upon my back, feeling serene,

With the sun warmth, in water cool,

Soft breezes ripple 'twixt and 'tween

The gentle splish and splash of wet.

A time and place to daydream of

My wishful desires coming yet,

Of youthful joy falling in love,

Suspended in the here and now.

The sunlight sparkling all around,

Off the water as though somehow

Into ecstasy I be bound.

All my serenity does stop.

Young brother does a belly flop.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Bridge Crossing

Gaggle of geese on their way home,

Now crossing bridge across the creek.

Goose leader, wanting none to roam

Into the water, dip to seek,

Honks out an order to goose pack,

Like the cars in a passing train,

Waddle in step and keep on track.

Of course, some of the geese complain,

Wanting to do what they ought not,

Jump into the creek for a swim.

But no such act, just train of thought,

With water wishing just a whim.

Last in the train, Slowpoke, caboose,

Train engine leader, Mother Goose.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Archeologists be Damned

Archeologist, fancy word

For grave robber, who dared my curse,

Invaded my tomb, and I stirred.

A fine mist of me did dispense,

Entering openings within

These vile creatures, to take me with

Them as they left their scene of sin,

To later learn my curse, no myth,

As vengeful inside this doomed lot,

I slowly began to decay

Them outward in a painful rot,

Until all just rotted away.

When these grave robbers robbed my tomb,

Archeologists dug their doom.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Special Skill

Human beings are made in way

Of developing better skill,

Which can often be on display,

If the human just has the will.

Unfortunately, this skill is

Not used as often as it should.

Humans have more important biz,

Too much of which is not too good.

So practicing this skill does be

The best way each of us can get

Good, using such effectively,

Good deed coming from good mind set.

Skill all should have, does come to mind,

Of always striving to be kind.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Bite Plight

I wake up suddenly to find

Myself in quite a frozen state,

Morgue freezer, I am not the kind

To be thrilled, accepting such fate.

I recall, at the dentist I'd

Passed out from all the laughing gas.

I guess I acted like I died,

And transport here did come to pass.

I'd gone to the dentist becuz

Had a lot of tooth pain no doubt.

Miserable vampire I was,

And the abscessed fang got pulled out.

Hope some warm neck shows up soon, dang,

Will be tougher, one icy fang.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Unexpected Turn

Mother Nature was feeling ill,

Went to a doctor and found out

Her condition, no cure or pill.

Mother Nature, upset no doubt,

Her mind no longer on her biz.

The four seasons got all mixed up.

Summer was frigid cold, gee whiz,

And winter was scorching hot, yup.

In spring, the leaves from trees all fell.

In autumn, all flowers budded new.

The seasons felt all was not well.

Why such would Mother Nature do?

For Mother Nature, news was grim.

The doctor told her, she's a him.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Bubble Bath Boy

Howdy, I am Storm, the seal, who

Loves to be bathing in my pool,

Here at home in Lincoln Park Zoo.

Of bathing I do something cool,

Maybe showing off I suppose.

But to good purpose, doing of

Blowing out bubbles through my nose,

Telling I'm in the mood for love.

Of course the humans watching me

Are impressed by my bubble blow.

But most important watching, she

Gets turned on by my bubble blow.

To my girl friend, I'm in great form,

Blowing out my bubbles by Storm.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Our World

We are the watchers of our world,

Where we were assigned long ago.

We watch as future is unfurled.

The past here we already know.

Our world with animals and plants

Is one of the best worlds that be.

But human being circumstance

Is the variable that we

Have to watch keen all time and place,

To determine continued worth.

If an apocalypse we face

From humans, we will save this Earth.

When that times comes, a choice we've got,

Whether save humankind or not.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Cake Walk

The gate was open, I went out.

I know my taking off was bad.

Momma would be worried no doubt,

But I hope she won't be too mad.

I walk through town, then smell and see

The biggest cake ever behind

A window, beckoning to me.

I've a sweet tooth, so of a mind

To somehow get this cake by stunt.

But then my keepers come to take

Back this missing young elephant.

And, gee whiz, they give me the cake.

As I'm taken back to the zoo,

I've got my cake, eating it too.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 "Blueberry Hill"

We found our hill and named it for

The hill of which Elvis would sing.

We came to our hill more and more.

Many memories it would bring

Us, as atop the hill we stood.

And each time we would feel the thrill.

All our memories were so good.

We so loved standing on our hill.

But then sad day came, as apart,

When God called you, we two did be.

I was left with a broken heart.

But now soon with you, will be me.

Back on Blueberry Hill, now I

Stand here to join you as I die.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Catch the Teenager Bug

I am a six year old kid, who

Does have an older brother, and

Watches the stuff that he does do,

Lots of which I don't understand.

I'm willing to do anything

To try to please him if I could.

But there's nothing to his liking

That I do, and I don't feel good.

Mom says my brother used to be

A really nice kid, much the same,

With a generous heart, like me.

Then a teenager he became.

Will I become selfish, gee whiz,

Like my teenage brother now is?

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Am Grateful

I was picked up for DUI,

Ordered by the judge to AA,

Went through the motions to comply,

For a couple of years did stay.

Then chose to relapse, went back out.

Drank to attempted suicide.

God sent me salvation, no doubt.

Back to AA, again I tried,

This time with full surrender of

Myself to be a better one,

With help from God's and AA's love.

My recovery is never done.

Clean and sober continually

For forty years, a better me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Class in Session

The old sage gnome does hold school court,

Sitting upon his toadstool throne,

With young gnomes and faeries assort,

Seeking more knowledge to be known

Of faeries' and gnomes' goals to share

Of making magic for the good,

And harmony for all life there,

Together in enchanted wood.

The old sage gnome does hold the light

Of wisdom to be shined upon

Faeries and gnomes for more insight,

Their purposes  to carry on.

First lesson by the sage gnome be,

Who's a gnome and who's a faerie.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Devil's Trippin'

Devil oft a lonesome lost soul,

So leaves his haven down in hell,

Wantin' acceptance as his goal,

Heads up to Earth, a spell to dwell.

Devil wants spendin' his trip time

With weak, unfaithful humankind,

Get them doin' more sin and crime,

Givin' devil heart, soul and mind.

For latest trip, devil does, yes,

Set coordinates for who hates.

Malfunction in his G.P.S.,

Ends up at the Pearly gates.

Wantin' in bad, devil does burn.

St. Peter scolds, "No way, wrong turn!"

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Convicted Felon Elected

Convicted felons sometimes are

Elected the president of

His or her country, seems bizarre,

But just happens sometimes in gov.

Such an example comes to mind,

Who was elected anyway,

Cuz his country's voters did find

Him to be the best for the day.

And he did serve as best he could.

For just and right, he took a stand,

Presided over common good

In South Africa, his homeland.

Convicted felon president,

Nelson Mandela, such a gent.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Hyacinth

Apollo god fell in love with

Hyacinthus, a Spartan prince.

They oft played sports, as goes the myth,

Disc throwing, one of such events.

Hyacinthus, accidently

Struck and killed by a disc thrown by

Apollo, devastated be,

Causing his sweet lover to die.

Apollo wanted to die too,

But was immortal, so could not.

Thus Apollo, a deed did do,

So his lover not be forgot.

Spilt blood from Hyacinthus, doomed,

Turned to hyacinth, flower bloomed.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Earthbound

Every time love I feel I've found,

I lose it and I feel like hell.

Why is love running rings around,

Never landing in me to dwell?

There's no Nirvana for me here,

No paradise as advertised.

My hopes and dreams just disappear,

And I'm left feeling paralyzed.

I need to change where I hang out,

Gotta break this loser pattern.

Anywhere'd be better no doubt,

Anywhere but here on Saturn.

Dumping Saturn for what it's worth,

Maybe find love on planet Earth.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Cousins at Odds

The two royal cousins never met.

But Mary, Queen of Scots, did keep

Queen Elizabeth First upset,

Causing England's Queen to lose sleep.

Elizabeth feared Mary would

By trick or power take her throne.

Mary tried to make such threat good,

Claim England's Queendom as her own.

To kill Elizabeth, her plot,

But written details by her were

Intercepted, and she was caught,

Then tried and found guilty be her.

To prove Mary, Queen of Scots, was dead,

Queen Elizabeth was brought her head.