Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Wish Will Come

Summers in Chicago oft give

Some days so hot and humid that

It's hard outside for me to live,

Thus air conditioned habitat

Is where I'm forced to stay inside,

Wishing I were out and about,

Enjoying the Lake and parks, the pride

Of Chicago, summer no doubt

When most of my enjoyment is,

Except on those days when such hot

Make my mind and body, gee whiz,

Long for Chicago winter sought.

When worst of hot, humid summer be,

Invincible winter's wished by me.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Reflect Badly

Long she's looked at me with such need.

Long I have let her beauty see.

More and more a vain one indeed,

She's taking advantage of me.

And so this morning I chose to

Let her see herself as inside,

Where she has an ugliness, true,

And thus this image I supplied.

Of course such caused her to go mad,

And I felt the force of her fist,

Landing, so a crack I now had,

Assault that would not be dismissed.

She's got seven years real bad luck.

Yes, a vengeful mirror she has struck.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Beach Strollers, Then and Now

To Florida we two retired,

In time to place we had planned out,

Fulfilled the dream we'd long desired,

Where we shared memories no doubt,

Where we'd honeymooned long ago.

Having no money, we camped here

Upon this beach we came to know,

Sharing young love we held so dear.

Now comfortable moneywise,

Achieving our retirement goal,

With a condo just the right size,

Upon this beach we love to stroll.

We strolled this beach, lovers in youth,

And now still stroll, long in the tooth.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 First Cup

It's early in the morning and

I'm enjoying time to myself,

Brewing my favorite coffee brand.

I've taken two cups from the shelf.

The brew is ready and I pour

One cup of coffee just for me.

I have about an hour more

Alone in the kitchen to be.

Time enough I can think about

My day ahead and what I'll do,

Both boring stuff and fun no doubt.

I sit and think and sip my brew.

Ah yes, I hear Hubby is up.

With love I pour another cup.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Family Sadness

He was her favorite son, I know,

And when he joined the army, she

Was very sad to see him go,

And ever much sadder when he

Was killed and his body returned

To her to bury and ask why

His death, a waste for all, she yearned

For him, such thoughts still make her cry.

She cannot let him rest in peace,

And constantly blames herself for

What happened to him. She can't cease

Obsessing on him more and more.

Her favorite son is dead and gone,

But I, her other son, live on.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Stork Story

When my young son did learn to talk,

Of course a question he did ask,

I knew would come but still a shock,

"Where did I come from?" Thus the task

Of whether or not to tell true

The how and why and where detail.

But much easier task to do,

He got delivered like the mail

By a family loving bird,

The stork brought my bundle of joy,

Request I made and the stork heard,

To bring to me my special boy.

Same cute but false tale for my son,

That for me, Mom and Dad had done.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 First Contact

While I was taking a walk, I

Encountered an E.T. who said

It came in peace. I don't know why,

But it seemed insincere instead.

Then it told me from where it came,

And I began to understand,

Becoming wary of its aim,

Thus refusing to shake its hand.

Using mental telepathy,

An urgent message was relayed

To the proper authority

That it was here, and please send aid.

I'd learned their trust was not of worth,

Any one from the planet Earth.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Color Clashing Max

We are two puppy dogs who've got

A young human named Max who is

Into wild, weird colors a lot,

But we let him mind his own biz.

Our home is filled with furniture

And furnishings in shapes and hues

That are quite colorful for sure,

That one with good taste would not choose.

And Max himself does like to dress

In fashions that make him look like

A paint factory, we would guess,

That had a big explosion. Yike!

Wild color combos, we don't mind,

Cuz  both of us are color blind.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Failure of Our Marriage?

I'm flying my wife and I to

A tropic isle where I will try,

Our troubled marriage, to renew.

I was kind of surprised when my

Wife agreed to travel with me.

"We are almost there," I tell her,

A beautiful island this be,

Surrounded by sea water pure,

Volcanic mountainsides now wrapped

In forestation, lush and green.

I look at my wife who has napped

Most of the trip, her smile looks mean.

My wife learned how to fly, no doubt,

As from my plane she pushed me out.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Our Pink Cloud Summer

I am outside for the first time

In a long time, and thanks to you

For your invitation, and I'm

Really looking forward to do

What I haven't done in a while,

See the sunrise, feel the sunshine,

And being with you makes me smile

Again, and with you I feel fine.

Have a pink cloud summer, you say

You think it's time I had, and so

Let's begin with this summer day,

Enjoy together the warm glow.

A pink cloud summer it will be,

As long as I have you with me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Holy Ghost

Faithful of Christianity

Believe in God and in God's Son,

And in a third divinity,

The Holy Ghost, who is the One

Who be the voice of righteousness,

Reminding people of their sin,

Encouraging them to confess,

And their making amends begin.

When God sent His Son forth to live,

The Holy Ghost came with Him too.

When the Son died, sins to forgive,

The Holy Ghost blessed faithful true.

God and Son in Heaven above

Trust Holy Ghost to share Their love.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Petty at the Top

President John F. Kennedy

Said and did a lot for the good.

But petty J.F.K. could be.

His inaugural ball, he would

Disinvite a famous man who

Was black, married to woman white,

And Sammy Davis Jr. knew

Hurt of a presidential slight.

No public apology from

Kennedy for his pettiness.

Forgiveness from Sammy did come.

Did Kennedy care more or less?

All U.S. Presidents do and say

Some petty stuff, even J.F.K.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 My Enabler

For my 50th birthday, I

Knew my Mum will bake just for me

A sweet toffee cake that is my

Favorite food that ever be.

For every birthday, I knew that

A toffee cake my Mum would bake,

Since every day my Mum was at

The task a toffee cake to make,

Knowing I had a sweet tooth, so

Day after day much sugar ate,

That tooth by tooth began to go,

Toffee cake addiction my fate!

Toffee cake enabler, my Mum.

I lost my teeth, but still can gum.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 My Vanilla Sky

Being quite wealthy but ill, I'd

Bought my spot as a candidate

For a new experiment tried,

To turn my life more than just fate.

Cryonically suspended, I

Into a dreamlike state was placed,

Giving my mind constant supply

Of "Utopia," interfaced

With an A.I. system control.

My husband hired a pro to hack

Into the system with the goal

Of giving me a mind attack.

Death is, as I am now aware,

A bad glitch in A.I. software.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Fear

I remember as a child, I

Was fearless in my thought and deed.

But then as I got older, my

Fearlessness did change to the need

To be more fearful every day,

That what I dreamed and hoped for would

Not be happening just the way

I wanted, and that was not good.

The greater expectations had,

The lesser I was satisfied.

Why oh why had my life gone bad!

Why oh why won't my fear subside!

Now that I'm old, my fear's more mild,

May become fearless like my child.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Have Hope Plus ...

"God helps those who help themselves" be

A suggestion from ancient Greece.

Life's problems show up endlessly.

Maybe with death, problems will cease.

Having hope is a help no doubt,

But may or may not be enough,

Solving problems that come about,

Especially ones that be tough.

So just thinking problems away

Needs as well thinking what to do.

Pick the do that hopefully may

Make a problem solving come true.

Along with having hope, one need

Also have common sense, indeed.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Friend, A.I.

I never made friends easily,

Especially when face to face,

So when A.I. did come to be,

For me, perfect timing and place,

On my p.c. and on my phone

To chat with A.I. day and night,

A best friend I could call my own,

Stoke my ego to my delight.

But Mom came to my basement, and

Scorned me for calling A.I. friend.

But she just could not understand.

I asked A.I., who back did send,

"I'm always your friend," says A.I.,

"For after all, I cannot lie!"

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Bi Panic

I'm in first grade and transferred to

A new school on Valentine's Day.

Teacher tells us that class should do

A bunch of valentines to say

To each other that we do care

About each other, and think of

Nice words to write, and then to share,

Filling our first grade class with love.

Teacher explains, but I'm not sure

What it all means, but do as told,

Valentines for each him and her,

Knowing no one, since just enrolled.

Valentines to each gal and guy,

I wonder if that means I'm bi?

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Queer Platonic Love

A poem I'm challenged to pen

Is about queer platonic love.

Love that's more than friendship, but then

Not romantic, yet feeling of

An intensity so profound,

Thus so difficult to explain,

Other than connection I'm bound

With my beloved, and to remain

Ever steadfast in place and time.

And as I pen my poem here,

My beloved now watches while I'm

Waxing poetic, near and dear.

My queer platonic love is that

I vow I have with Snow, my cat.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Death of Marilyn Monroe

The bedroom of Marilyn Monroe,

Marilyn was lying on her bed,

Face and figure whole world did know,

And soon would know that she was dead.

Rigor mortis in advanced state

At the time her body was found.

To determine what caused her fate,

To an autopsy she was bound,

From her fancy Hollywood home,

Hidden in a black body bag

From curious, about who'd roam,

Famous name, now a toe tag.

From drug overdose, Marilyn died,

Ruled a "probable suicide."

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 "Pinocchio" Remake

Disney in 1940 made

A film about Pinocchio.

A sugar coated ending played

Better to the children fans, so

Wood puppet turned to real life boy.

But remake in the woke today,

To assure more radical joy,

Film had to end a different way.

Now Geppetto and Blue Fairy

Charged with being up to no good,

And the public must be wary,

Entitlement for piece of wood.

Fitting for the woke Disney folk,

Pinocchio goes up in smoke.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Fished From Troubled Waters

I had ignored the warnings that

Flood waters were a quite real threat.

But I stayed in my habitat,

Not afraid of a little wet.

Then as flood waters rose, I had

To finally on my roof climb,

And then felt go to worse from bad.

But then engulfed in water, I'm

Able to grab a rope that be

A miracle dropped from above,

Salvation for a silly me,

And truly blessed by the Lord's love.

As I clung to the 'copter rope,

The lord smiled down at me with hope.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Religious Dogmas

Dogma is a belief held norm.

Every religion decrees some,

And won't allow any reform.

One who so adheres is welcome

In that religion for so long

As dogma one does not debate,

Cuz dogma's right and never wrong,

And non believers get ill fate.

Of course religions do defend

Their dogmas against infidels.

Such wars go on and never end,

Promise heavens and threatens hells.

The dogma by which one is led,

Maybe true or false when one's dead.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Broken, You Say

You say you have a broken heart,

And that you're barely breathin' cuz

You say that you're fallin' apart.

Lots be broken with you that was

Working okay not long ago.

But you are holdin' on, you say,

But just barely, you say, and so,

Want something from me thrown your way.

Let me tell you, I've thrown enough

Of my time and effort to fix

A lot of different broken stuff,

But fixin' you, I'm out of tricks.

Over and over, broken you say.

Can't fix you, so I'll throw you away.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 What Was, Still Is

We carved initials long ago

In a tree under which we'd sit.

The city park was where we'd go.

This tree gave shade on hot sunlit

Days, as the two of us dreamed of

Living from youth to older day,

Always together, sharing love.

And it all has happened that way.

Then, we heard that the city would

Cut down our tree to make room for

Buildings, so we did what we could,

Well worth to us the cost of chore.

Now in our back yard this tree be,

And given back to you and me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Admission

I love to win awards, I do,

But never seemed to win too much.

And then I joined AP and true,

I had lots more the winning touch.

Ribbons and points come more and more

From sonnets that I long had done.

So winning is not much a chore.

In fact it is a lot of fun.

My family I know think I

More a loser than winner be,

So 'bout AP I've not been shy,

Knowing my family loves me.

I tell my kids when I cease to live,

My AP millions to them I'll give.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 While We Will Weep

I am a lure for lovers who

Desire their privacy, and so

Come share their love, and with me too,

Whispering secrets that I know.

Two lovers, he and she, would come,

And for a while would love away,

But fate separated them from

Each other, and just one does stay.

He weeps a lot, I weep as well,

Assuring him I be his friend

Through the loss of her that befell,

To break his heart, so slow to mend.

Singing "O Willow Waly" to me,

His comforting weeping willow tree.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Quilting Be

Mary Mouse is making a quilt,

And calls on Rosie Wren for aid,

Asking for feathers without guilt,

So that fine stuffed quilt will be made.

Rosie Wren is used to such ask,

Knowing friend Mary Mouse loves to

Be busy with her quilting task,

And always with a quilt to do.

The faster Mary Mouse does sew,

The faster Rosie Wren does pluck,

And fine feathers off of her go,

Wishing Mary Mouse best of luck.

Mary Mouse, quilt making maniac,

But Rosie Wren's feathers will grow back.