Somewhere out there a grandmother passes
Earth to earth and ashes to ashes Their passing is life but also a sadness Long life lost, loved ones surround Softly falling tears the only audible sound Heads bowed as the salt hits the ground Silver hair, wrinkled skin, age percieved So much love given and thusly recieved But now, she is just waiting to be relieved At this moment a grandfather falls "My heart, it is stopping" is what he calls Born things must die, thus are the laws Survived by children, grandchildren, wife The family he worked to build his whole life Now that hard work has claimed its price Peacefully past, small gathering of friends Come to see his body off to the end The rest of the family will surely fend Right now a mother does die Her family upset, it helps to cry There is a reason if wondering why Cancer her bane, it ate her away Her own cells her life did betray On this earth, she could no longer stay Mourning family support one another The children so sad at the loss of their mother Their lives go on and hopefully recover A father gives in, he could not hand on His body begins to play a new song Moving on out unto heaven's lawn Stroke caught him on a bright Sunday morn With his whole family around safe and warm This situation for them was the norm His work respected, a legacy left From his future, this feels like a theft Leaving a family at home and bereft A song is destroyed through reckless pursuit Lost in testosterone in the height of his youth No chance of reaching an age to seek truth Accident stole his young life away At such a fast speed that boy did play Now without moving his body doth lay Great pain and tears his parents express He was their only, the part that was best They must now accept he is laid down to rest A young girl tragically lost is the worst She was like pure sunshine, now in a hearse The youngest should not the die in the first Like a summer flower, soft, bright, and sweet Her life only innocence, no chance for deciept The loss of such purity feels like defeat The animals wail with the birds in the sky The whole planet mourns and wonders why This sweet little girl was chosen to die No reason or rhyme can help ease the pain Of a loss in the family, naught else is the same Either young or old, death doth lay a claim The closer the loss the greater the pain Death is inseperable from living As long as there's breathe, we keep on giving We must carry on, we are strong beings Letting go is so hard, none want bereaving So sad Not bad Death for all must be had
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The golden man saved the meat
From turning into wolve's feast They would soon have knashed their teeth Exposing bone that's born underneath Just then an arrow came flying out "Direct hit" the man silently shouts Although the prey was already in mouth They struggled to return it to house You see this prey was a young human boy The wolves went after him, pack tactics employ Predator prey not always what it seems Different requirements come with different means The arrow or bite can bring a death grin For both just released loud, painful screams This is the end of the gold wolf hunter's tale Tell it again, the meaning won't stail All around, people may hail At the glory of the golden wolf hunter's tale Hairy and scary but funnier than hell
Don't go a ringin' that frightening bell Monsters and maidens and scientists too Cheap and sick movies hold us like glue How can you help but love the corn syrup In buckets of red, that's how they pour it Lucky we are to have tales such as these Regardless of quality or factor that's cheese A moment of pleasure mixed with some fear The are the moments that horror holds dear Few and far is how often they come There is a small fad and then they are done AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Don't scare me like that! You and your mask make me jump like a cat! A heart rate increase of at least two fold I never thought you would dare be so bold Appreciate I can a good hearty scare There's no possible way one can prepare That's what makes innocent scares so bloody great There is no real danger, just fear we create This is not refering to real life times Not about evil with no reason or rhyme When strangers act with ill intent Then you may know what true fear is meant If your close family comes under threat There is no fear like that, on this you can bet If there is some shame that one could expose I hope fear like that you never must know These real worries need not keep one afraid For fearing daily gives is to much power paid To conquer our fears defines a human We all get chances in our short life span Lets keep fear and fun mixed up together Perhaps this can make, life a little better Get up late,
Perhaps a run In the chilly autumn sun These days are rare and precious Sunlight lines, Cascading in Crisp, clear and coolly warm Allow the colors to infect us Energy gathers Come to life Thanks be given for the blood that courses No sense in being trepidacious Run to what? Run from who? Move in sync with body cue I don’t want to seem garrulous All in all, easy to say Tis a lovely autumn Saturday. Out on the coast where dreams are made
Where memories last and people fade The ocean calls out with its ever present waves Is there a chance this can be saved? The beach it does serve the surfer's delight Stretching for miles, no end in sight Not easy to track the wrong and the right Especially once doth come on the night But, like all cities, tis just filled with people With no desire to bring out true evil Just to be good and most familial Rising and living with a happy zeal Sunshine blesses through most of the seasons For past wrongs, of course there were reasons All deserve a second lease on In the past, none can stay frozen So move along in the California sun Dream a dream and smoke some fun But remember, Tis but a dream The dragon awakens
The great lizard speaks Fear grips a trembling heart as massive wings take flight Heat engaged Green flames to yellows and orange All ends up gray The ash floats and coats A thin layer settles The sun is dark A child crying for mother is heard in the distance The beast has ears The child's sobs cease in a chilling instant Woe is the name of the dragon Humans are nothing more than food and pain None can sleep an eternity The dragon awakens with a shrill roar piercing the day Remembering glory past when kin ruled the sky Only fire and pain now Dragon days numbered Hunted and aging Wicked and fleeing Tis no where to run nor fly Facing fate The beast blazes its rememberance Should not we forget Lest the beast should awaken o |
Douglas Karson
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