Stuff in my head

"CRY MELODIC"

The violin weeps it's melancholy melody,
Longing for ears to hear.

Cradled by hands that gently guide the bow
across strings tightly strung.

Tender plucking stir the notes
heard even by the deaf.

-CLW
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"TO EVERY PURPOSE"

A season passes begrudgingly,
as nature attends the wake.

A rainy Sunday service
ending late September.

Willows weep low to the ground.
All trees will remember.

The first leaf falls.
A gentle tear slowly downward.

A chill wind blows.
Summon the coming darkness.

the metamorphosis continues.
Beckon winters snow.

Dust to dust and ashes to ashes.
The weather stays it's course.

Anticipating the resurrection.
To await the renewing bloom.

-CLW
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"INTO NOTHING"

Falling slowly into nothing.
Downward spiral earthbound spirits.

Hoping for much more than something,
as evening skies fade to blue.

-CLW
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"REFLECTIONS"

Scratching the surface of what used to be.
Reflections I no longer see.

Through many lives lived future past.
Vague memories that never last.

Grasping tightly to loves now lost.
Defying souls outweigh the cost.

In broken glass I gaze to see.
A stranger staring back at me.

-CLW
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"BIG WORLD TURNING"

Let's discuss our global matters.
As the world lay all in tatters.

A blind eye turned will never see.
Avoiding responsibility.

By lessons learned you'd think they'd know.
Elected leaders come and go.

History inevitably repeats itself.
Storing Problems on a shelf.

With worthless dimes our homes are lost.
Ice caps melt. Fuels highest cost.

Too many dead as soldiers bleed.
Worthless wars caused by greed.

Where do we begin. Where should we start.
Consider November with head and heart.

-CLW
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I think I need to get a bit less serious.
OK, here goes:


"LUMPY McNUGGET"

Lumpy McNugget was quite insane.
The boy was born without a brain.

He'd Chase the children all around.
He'd scream and yell, but make no sound.

They said he was crazy as a loon.
Howling at the harvest moon.

He lived in a graveyard on a hill.
Then came the night when all was still.

He buried himself deep underground.
To play with all the worms he found.

-CLW
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