Woody sonnet
I tried to be a carpenter, soft wood
and a screwdriver to make shelves for
I have many manuscripts that I have not
the heart to throw into the flames
In case what I'm looking for is there
The girl in the shop said I could not
carve a name on the shelves, she
handed me sandpaper to erase
The titles I had given the shelves
Failure one and failure fifty-four
She, the girl in the shop, gave me
a plastic hammer for free
Woody Woodpecker happily pecks in his tree-house decent,
mean landlady Meany evicts him, for he doesn’t pay the rent.
So, he plans his antics, stops real estate to sprawl in his forest,
tricks Lance, the harassed lawyer, to gift him a new tree-nest.
Tom Woody and Joe Dimino..Gave me thought.?? Got me
Looking..' this is some-thing to-know.!! I was spurred to
Expand on the Gospel of John, by Toms good comment
Helpfull and strong..Joe's onions..? Er I mean opinions.!!
Well they'd got my thoughts on the roll.!!! Scroll??? About Robin Hood
( and little John..' Or was it John little.??? I essayed a smile
And short internet stroll.' search concluded.' It was as I'd suspected and f A Christian Author was found..
Howard Pyle, so here I was, (on solid ground!!!) We'd connected..A most gifted man I
(Stand in awe) not of Pyle..May I add' yet OF OUR MIGHTY
LORD...!!!) HE is working He has worked He is working
Still.! Through ( Tom Joe and Howard ) in clarity through the
Din..Of this worlds false teaching.. His will.' What have we lost???
A golden epoch When Howard was hot.? A painter a writer
A lifter of faith a man of God.!!! And yet I haste.. To add
There is more.!!! What riches await??? This Great God and
Our Father Lord of all states.' His promise is real He alone
Can deliver.!!! My spirit now on fire..I say (let the ether shiver!)
Whether the Indigenous People,
robed in leathers, head dressed in feathers,
who had their own sovereign nations,
wanted it or not,
June 2nd 1924,
U.S. President Calvin Coolidge
condescendingly signed the Snyder Act,
a.k.a., the Indian Citizenship Act, into law,
thereby conferring American citizenship
on American Indians.
He had it backwards,
it was no more than an affront
as, whether the Indigenous People
wanted them or not,
it was American Indians who,
altho' they made no claim to own Mother Earth,
should have conferred American citizenship
on the Paleface People,
who were mere trespassers on tribal territory.
And Woody Guthrie
(1912 – 1967),
another white man,
was not referring
to Native Americans
when he wrote,
'This land is your land.'
Gossamer wings display angelic quality
Empyrean dragonflies surround her
with ethereal ambiance
and with trailblazing elan
a bardess takes flight,
stirring our muses to
greater heights
Poetic princess with a golden pen
her true beauty lies deep within
she's an empress of empathy
compassionate toward all
equinox moon goddess
glowing white bright,
bleeding ink
~Collaboration with Tom Woody
Woodrow Wilson Guthrie
sang about the people who lived roughly
he wrote and sang earthy songs a plenty
and he was friend and mentor to many
What about the Woody, and the birds
What about the poor olive tree
I’ll take care about all our words
Your voice is always there for me
Photo albums, messages and letters
Everything is saved like it should be
There’s no distance anymore that matters
I know one day I’ll come to thee
And about Pippa, please don’t worry
She is safe and warm in her new home
I am speechless, but I speak in case you’re sorry
You know how it feels to be alone
But our Woody dove will change her place
I believe your garden plants will grow
I can see your loving, smiling face
The moment you’ll see mine, let me know..
Woody the pigeon
Lives in the tree
Can you imagine
Such a glee
A lifetime partner
To share his days
With eggs to father
That his girl layed
Woody the pigeon
Shared his tree
With beautiful imogen
The girl he needs
The little eggs hatch
Out pops thier chicks
Hunting worms to catch
For his broods fix
Woodys family nest
Up in the tree
Is simply the best
Lifetime for he
I once trick-or-treated...goodie, goodie!
I had wore, a sock with a hoodie
People were all so surprised
When they all had realized
I was walking around with a woody
I think of making two woody horns one is white and other is brown
"the Tom Woody tree"
apparently a perennial
annually coming back
pseudonyms of him
though i don't know
misunderstand
misunderstood
could be
would be
but
not
me
but
them
and
him
Toy Story characters argued ~ then Jessie told Woody to buzz off
he'd been caught flirting with Bo Peep ~ uh oh, Woody, you're in trouble deep
Jessie said she was leaving ~ couldn't get over Woody's deceiving
oh what a terrible end for the two ~ makes me want to cry, boo hoo
can Woody end his cheating ways ~ Jessie doesn't trust his word these days
he knocked on Jessie's door ~ but she said not to come around anymore
Woody tried to confess ~ Jess wasn't going to fall for his BS
Jessie slammed the door in his face ~ now Woody lives in total disgrace
Buzz and Jess are dating ~ Woody's in need of rehabilitating
So, Woody was happy with the arrival of 12 blocks of suet.
He wasn't yelling anymore at an empty feeder, when he came to it.
But then suddenly, a new problem came about...
Something stole not only the suet, but the whole feeder hanging out!
Yes, a thief was taking it away during the night...
But, who was the thief? The squirrel or bear out of sight?
I kept searching the yard to find it and bring it back,
While Woody was yelling at me as if I had done the thief attack!
At the end of the day, I brought the feeder inside.
Then, one morning the culprit decided not to hide!
Down the corner of the porch, there was the squirrel, carrying it away!
I scolded him and put it back up with a better nail that day.
When I left home the next day, again it was gone!
This time I couldn't find it anywhere in the trees or lawn.
Then the next day, the bear was walking across the backyard hill!
Making me wonder, were they both now having a thrill?
There is still no feeder, now Woody gave up for now...
I've been busy, so no new one and the old not found.
Heidi Sands
11/13/22
* This is the continued story from my Haiku ...Where is my food? About Woody the Woodpecker.
So, hungry Woody the woodpecker was yelling at the empty feeder for food:
Clearly that day, he was not in the greatest mood!
I was held up with a health issue, so a friend went to buy the suet block
I am not sure what happened, but he picked a box of many in stock!
Then, the cashier couldn't ring up the bar code, you see...
And imagine this...gave this long box to my friend for free!
I was surprised I ended up with a box of 12 suet blocks inside!
So no worries now, Woody has plenty of food to replace outside!
He talks a little different tune, when he arrives with food there too
- I take that as a happy Thank You -
Heidi Sands
11/3/22
I saw a Woodpecker up a tree.
He looked very cross-eyed to me.
This woodpecker could not peck,
The poor bird was a wreck.
His pecker had dropped off,
When he very loudly coughed.
I saw him banging his head repeatedly,
Because it was time for his tea.
Woody soon felt very weak.
You can't be a woodpecker without a beak.
I realized why he looked cross-eyed to me,
He kept banging his head upon the tree.
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