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Piano music on Friday nights
German Chocolate cake for dessert ,
Candle light
Sugary , Plum wine with Cherry -
tobacco in a favorite pipe
Faraway lightning in Alabama skies
Pecan brittle , Storybooks , Fairytales
Gin Rummy , carrying young'uns to bed
The final smoke from the front porch rail -
in the company of a million stars
Trying to work a bit of magic on a red guitar
Time is a rambler indeed , a loner , impatient -
locking eyes with no one
One last song as the wind precedes the storm -
once more
Settle in for another day
A night then a few more years
So forth and so on* .....
Copyright September 12 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Sep 2016 Nithya Venkat
Traveler
Sobering
The impact reason
Has on reality
Surely the access to
Thankfulness
Leads through
The door
Of togetherness
Down the empathy
Of continuity within
There we will ascend...
Traveler Tim
singing numbly, clear
ingenious wet priests lurk, sly
jittery sharp prince
.
*Sloe black Guinness seeps,
Raven eye conjured in glass—
  .  .  .  Frothy and gorgeous!
Beauty comes a dime a dozen**
Sliding through the cracks
Sticky change if you ask me
But I don't check the facts
I'm a penny-pinching prophet
All premonitions made out to cash
My fingers dig between the floorboards
But there are *some things I can't grasp
I told her I'd never fallen in love
with an alien before

She gave me an odd glance

And then I told her she was out of this world

She chuckled and smiled

And at that moment
it became evident

*Her lips don't even have to touch mine for me to get lost in them
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