A fond nod to Lou Reed’s “Walk on the Wild Side”…
Each week The Sunday Whirl invites writers to write a poem or short prose using some or all of the “wordle’s” 12 words. This week it is:
Wordle’s words
Walk the Earth on the Wild Side
(to be hummed, strummed, and thumbed with feeling)
Let’s tangle with the angels;
I hear the demons’ cry:
doo-de-doo-de-doo-
doodoodoo-doo
de-doo-de-doo-de-doo
(a hallelujah chorus of white robed women of many colors continue to sing)
I don’t care where I tread,
I’m running now with the dead.
Trumpets sounding, laser show.
All the losers, they must go.
Say:
doo-de-doo-de-doo-
doodoodoo-doo
de-doo-de-doo-de-doo
My spacecraft landed one day in LA.
Endeavored there forever and a day.
All the planets were aligned,
but the people were maligned.
doo-de-doo-de-doo-de-doo-doo-doo-doo
Demons cry, hear me sigh,
Ring those bells, death knell grows
in this cauldron all things swell
clipping wings of the angels
Sing:
doo-de-doo-de-doo-
doodoodoo-doo
de-doo-de-doo-de-doo
Lunatics are spinning ’round and ’round.
I left LA for another town.
Hong Kong, Paris, or Tehran
the insanity spreads like the fingers of Chopin
doo-de-doo-de-doo-de-doo-doo-doo-doo
But the ivory isn’t much
when all of us are out of touch;
doo-de-doo-de-doo-de-doo-doo-doo-doo
The music plays, everyday, though we can’t hear the angels say:
doo-de-doo-de-doo-
doodoodoo-doo
de-doo-de-doo-de-doo…(ad infinitum)
Randy Mazie
The Writer's Village 
I think this nod to the Underground is finger clickingly good..I can hear those rich tones of Lou Reed…and I want the world to be as smooth as exciting as that..shh let’s all listen for those angels 😉
I can hear them now… 😉
Wowee. This one’s like a movie.
hmm. let me think about that.