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Wren , heron and robin wailed                                                                            Cold , clear waters swirled o'er
black glass boulders                                                         ­                                                       Her river song was endless as
thrill seekers walked the tall , treelined shoulders ,
as the blue eyes of God watched from above
Copyright April 23 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
People are like paint chips
Art quietly fading away
Collecting along the bottom
of earths temporary canvass
Devoid of recognition* ....
Copyright April 23 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
The grass has temporarily affected my awareness
The memories remain , they walk into
colors of blue and green ,
red and white
Soon to be washed in sobriety
Black as the winter night*...
Copyright April 23 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Flavors of blackberry ,
of muscadine and persimmon ,
of brine collecting at the trunk of
tall oaks
Flesh salted in wild abandon
Lovers feasting upon air ,
upon one another along the
marsh , the shrieks of conclusion
borne of March
Naked receiver , child of April
Call o'er cattail , sawgrass and -
Savannah dancer* ..
Copyright April 23 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nothing's better
than the breeze
of night sky
as you gaze the stars
that give light
to the way of lost souls
together
with the brightest star
that light your way,
your bestfriend

But now she's gone
the night sky fell
your way's unlit
but hers has light
by the stars in the sky

Yet when I miss you,
I will always look up
in the night sky
and gaze at the stars
For I know
that they will guide you
and will lead you
to the right way,
to HIM

Farewell, my friend
I have a dog, she's more than a pet to me, She really is my bestfriend whom I shared my tears with. And today, April 24,2017, God took her. It is painful. But I guess, I'm used to losing someone. Yet I had the best memories with her. God Bless :)
I saw the world through
eyes of glass.
Ghost, tall and thin.
What I can't see, please tell me.
- Little petals, white and rosy.
Flying in your garden
You really can't see the beauty
in everything,
I don't even think you can see me.
... But Cherry Blossom
on a moonlit night
Drown my dreams
in October winds,
Drown my memories
in leaves of fire,
Drown my melodies
in sunset's regret

Keep me from dreaming,
Keep me from remembering,
Keep me from singing

So I too can fall in oblivion with you
 Apr 2017 Mary Winslow
Star BG
My poets road is adorned with trees.
blowing in a gently kissing breeze.
Words infused in scents from flowers permeate.
Energies warm from sun fill breath.
A paradise to walk in and share.
A place I live in on a writers journey
that is a celebration.

StarBG © 2017
Inspired by Nivek a grand writer
 Apr 2017 Mary Winslow
Gidgette
Sugar melts sweetly in the mouths of liars pickled truth is what's spewed
Salt that misery for preservation
We prefer our reality be skewed

Shattered mirrors give better reflections
of what truly hides within
But it don't matter, hide it deep
beneath peaches and cream skin

Choices forced upon the weak
by the strong with candied lies
Hold tight to that shattered reflection
remember it when innocence dies.
Trying to dry out a bit. Much love to you all.
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