A Wise Old Owl - Whimsically Macabre

A wise old owl lived in an oak
The more he saw the less he spoke
The less he spoke the more he heard
Why can't we all be like that wise old bird?

What Most You Fear is Coming Near - Whimsically Macabre

An odd-meter piece with a title stolen from Edward Gorey's Fantod Pack.
Happy Birthday to Edward Gorey! (February 22nd, 1925 - April 15th, 2000)

Lukas Foss from Five Anniversaries by Bernstein (1918-1990)

Bernstein wrote many pieces as tributes to his close friends and family,
 and called them Anniversaries. This one was dedicated to his friend,
 composer Lukas Foss.

"It is obvious that anything a scientist discovers or invents is based on previous discoveries and inventions. The same applies to the arts. Invention does not fall upon a blank mind. Any creator owes a debt to past creation. The artist falls passionately in love with art that already exists. This is the first step." ~Lukas Foss

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain

based on this poem by Emily Dickinson:

 I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading–treading–till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through–

And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum–
Kept beating–beating–till I thought
My Mind was going numb–

And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space–began to toll,

As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race
Wrecked, solitary, here–

And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down–
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing–then–