Mr Pigeon puffs his chest out for the chase.
The female edges away as he creeps near.
Because she doesn't know how to get away
They run in circles everywhere.
She skips and hops like it's a game.
She eggs him on to do the same.
The ducks lay nestled and oblivious
To the chaos of his crush.
It's funny to watch his attempts to woo.
Yet however varied his depths of coo
She flaps away. He stands briefly alone.
Then he continues the search for his pigeonette
In the park he roams.
In the land of Wonky Woo
big tuxi cat meowed a moo.
By crone spells he chewed cud
He rolled about in sloppy mud.
A squeaky mouse feared no flack
and sprang upon his spotted back
to weave a nest of bouncy moss
show moo cat who was boss.
Grey, tiny forms and wood lice
gnawed his ears with tasty spice.
waggery taggery walk about woo
the ghoul from the cauldron had turned bright blue
nine dancing wizards stared into the vat
terrified of the magician, a large Maine Coon cat
Too wet to woo
I'm sure a white owl flew across
Car headlights traced his grace
When seen, I always think of Dad
Wise written on his face
The rain lashed down, my love so distant
Too wet to woo, the owl insistent
To win her whole heart was my sole goal,
In summer, I tanned just for her soul.
I sunbathed at Lagos Beach,
A Black there to woo a peach,
My face is now blacker than charcoal.
donkey kick dance dobba dee dobba doo
monkey picks France with lots of fru fru
hunky dory whickety vee whickety voo
I like making up new words like schmickety schmoo
come play with me said the ink pen of light blue
I did it gladly, singing willy wiggly wag woo
There's a lot to be said
for silence
but you won't hear it from me
I'm satisfied tongue-tied
as the less said the more I see
and even if the point is moot
'tis a wise owl
who don't give a hoot
YY UR YY UB IC UR YY 4 ME
(Too wise you are too wise you be I see you are too wise for me)
Sue, girly snail with eyes of blue
Your charm has bowled over bull frog Drew
He wants to court you, to truly woo
Sorry, said the snail, but my love grew
For another creature, a moth named Woo
But Woo had his eye on his cousin Curly Sue
A caterpillar who was fairly new
A love song that most of us never knew
Keeping this quiet was Drew and Sue
Embarrassed and a bit upset too
The knight was chivalrous, civil, courtly, courteous too
Interested ladies-in-waiting were interested in a woo.
His amorous preferences were unknown to all of them.
He had his eye on Kirk, Derek, Tom, LeRoy and Jim.
Yon I see a stream
That dancing down dwells in now
And all my thoughts seem
To beauty of Nature bow
And flow with the flow of Tao.
____________________
Tanka |20.03.2025| Nature
Note: Woo-Wei: Taoist philosophy meaning non-action or refraining from acting contrary to Nature and dwelling in now. It is going against the grain of things.
Lovely, you're still my Valentine,
Romance that is yours and mine,
It's okay to be human, feeling
Sublime, love sends me reeling,
It's okay to love your smile,
Hope we linger a while
In morning glory, all right,
Darby, no need to get uptight,
Your woo is the more than best,
Spammers, chuck away the rest!
You are Cupid's sweet one,
Closer now, for ageing fun,
Lovers have an excellent place,
Adoring you, such happy face,
My ode devoted, my heart
Caring for you, let's never part!
For love we woo,
say I do when
so few are found -
loveless, alone,
hold their phone like
a bone, body,
part of their skin,
never kin with
a winning heart.
.
her archive 'hind hern
stepping closer into mine
her wincing now smiles
The crispy crusty bread
Was as lonely as it gets
As handsome as he was
He had no bride to wed
The crispy crusty bread
He tries all that he can
But to woo a bride he can't
Except the rickety stickety jam
The crispy crusty bread
At last, at noon he said
By this time tomorrow
Bride or death, I'll have instead
The crispy crusty bread
At last,wooed a lass called butter
They had a wedding on the stars
And lived happily ever after
*My Lines Are Not Good Enough*
Rent free in my heart's deep core
The beautiful one that my heart beats for
She shares a glance but I always want more
Fluffy lips like whipped cream
Over me like a gentle stream
So much afforded me in a dream
She appeared like an holy grail
Will my ship ever set sail?
But shy, I'm a failing brail
In my stalking element again
Perchance luck finds me and my lips unlock
As her fragrance filled the grocery store
Come sweet scented
Slow down and let me talk to you
Won't you be my Juliet, I said
A hard look is all I got
My guts told me so
My lines are not good enough
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