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Jan 2018 · 227
The Music Never Ends ..
Thoughts are warbling
Continuous
Sleep is not an option
Harmony demands recognition
To be scored
Without end* ...
Copyright January 10 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 162
Goddamned Mirror ...
Today I'm the former roadside attraction
Rusting , paint peeling , rat inhabited pig
sty of a man
A birdhouse with halls that echo , waiting -
for the 'horns of Jericho'
Tall , out of control growth blotting out -
my reflection
Wrinkled , weathered cracked infrastructure ,
shaken , sold cheap , melting into the earth -
forgotten , once prospering station* ..
Copyright January 10 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 227
Calm Waters ...
Walking brown hallways of -
February on a moody afternoon
Disregarding material drama , an eye toward
Port Lake , bursting with poetic -
value and quiet companionship
A ruddy featured friend with blue eyes , clothed
in colorful hardwood and evergreen
Placid , olive waters , engaging songsters
A gallery of riverdancers , bottom muddies and
shoreline wonders , a solemn , religious -
vision of the highest order , a plan as no
other ..
Vivacious , musical and needed* ..
Copyright January 9 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 322
Red Line Thoughts ..
The random shower teases the imagination -
with thoughts of melancholy Gods
Stardust trapped in rain drops , colliding -
with earth
Amassing , expanding , cutting a path -
through black granite , flint and pink marble
Demanding the ocean on a collision course
with high mountains , enveloping the valley -
floor with wholesale anger and destruction
Redefining the mantle of the world with sheer power .. Fear not , for it's merely a timid January shower* .. :)
Copyright January 8 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 175
Vying for Youth ...
'Twas a time in my life when the -
moon was a dab of wet paint waiting to be -
artistically expressed ..
Georgia red clay filled the hands of a 'potter to be'
When a pool of rainwater and a leaf -
became a clipper ship on the treacherous
sea* ..
Copyright January 8 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 258
The Shore of Bear Creek ...
Avian flautist perform in golden canopies , dandelion fairies ride -
springtide breezes high above a meandering , rushing , brown water symphony
The dance of the Blue darters , of the iridescent pirouetting ballet , the birth of a thousand greenwood songs , nature delivering her poetic morning alms
I lie in repose , filled and intoxicated
In burgeoning sunlight , within magnificent shadow , in the centerpiece of living , ever expanding shape and hue* ...
Copyright January 8 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 208
This Anxiety Thing ...
My calamity awaits just beyond -
a sky of blue
Beneath sugar frosted pastures
In hardwood arbors of great beauty -
and rapture
Under the skin of a soothing , nurturing -
muse , January in the house of June
A crystalline tributary denied the ocean
An acquaintance desperately in search of devotion* ...
Copyright January 7 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 156
Untitled
Counterattack whilst the pang of defeat is greatest* ...
Copyright January 8 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 218
Just a thought ...
Record my love like a child , upon asphalt avenues in a medium of chalk .. For I was soapstone when I walked the earth .. Fragile , susceptible to change , prone to stormy weather and fleeting* ...
Copyright January 5 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 189
Creek Spirits ...
Good day Creek natives ,
commanding the brow -
of a centurion water oak
To parties gathering berries -
in the form of Whitetail does
To spearfishers in touch with
rushing waters , to windy woodland -
celebrations paying homage to -
Chieftain fathers
In the name of soft-shelled turtles -
exploring red clay flanks , to the ghosts of -
warriors protecting her riverbanks* ...
Copyright January 4 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 287
A Midnight Dream ...
If I could become vapor an -
steal away through the chimney
The crows and the hawks would -
seethe in envy
I'm circling the skyscrapers of Atlanta
Making a beeline to Alabama
Exploring the Chattahoochee river from -
high above
Racing the warm wind , the falcon and the turtle doves* ...
Copyright January 4 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 263
American 2018 ..
O Columbia , forever in the chrysalis -
of battle , stoking the furnaces of tyranny
with rivers of fire fed from the backs of disenfranchised
labor , her abundant wealth smithed into golden sabers ..
Diamond boulevards , dancing waters ,  pristine
countryside
Poverty , malnutrition , political deflection , genocide

O Wanton Republic  , deceiver of her citizens
Ringing the bell of war to distract her minions
Forgetting the health of her own children in-
pursuit of clandestine missions
Filling the coffers of American Royalty with -
blind ambition* ...
Copyright January 3 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 2018 · 418
A Toast ...
Long live the worshipers of the Bracket Bull and Cinderella
Cling ye , to the word of Paul Bunyan , Johnny Appleseed and Peter Rabbit , to Jesus , Mohammed and hobbits
To Tinkerbell , Mother Goose and New Day Prophets
Spread thy beliefs with the sword , with hate fueled -
atrocity and calculation , systematically destroying the world ,
nation after nation* ...
Copyright January 1 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 180
Hallelujah !
Our ancestors shine in the night
Spreading their immense love with -
copious starlight
Bathing our souls with the warmth
of creation , exposing the pathways
of our mortal insecurity and trepidation* ..
Copyright December 30 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 292
Evening Tea ...
The refrigerator hums bass
as the clock taps time
The fan whirls a melody -
as the wind chimes sigh
A spoon strikes a tune as
good tea tingles
The moon and the stars -
gather as the katydids fiddle* ...
Copyright December 30 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 208
Breakfast with a view ...
The first cup of morning joe to the music of vamping crows , the songs of tattletale bluebirds and homesick geese
Frost glows in the sunshine , lighting pasture stubble and winter greens
Woodsmoke covers the valley as gray squirrels multiply their -
tally
Beagles burr in the naked hardwood , a feisty swamp rabbit up to no good* ..
Copyright December 30 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 186
The Abandoned Rail ..
I stair step her gravel studded curb
Southern evergreens poise as the sky releases liquid sugar
Pine , magnolia and wild onion ambrosia lays heavy
on brittle , brown broomsage
Polished steel imprisons the wail of countless -
journeys , mechanical rivers teeming with
paradigm tales of frosty morning adventures ,
mechanical junctures , billowing steam collecting
o’er planted river bottom , tortured iron screaming
supplication at the very hour of dawn* …
Copyright December 30 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 285
Untitled
"Irreplaceable employees" are replaced the day after
they're interred
..
Copyright December 8 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 300
Symbolism ...
Football > Uninvited guest
Shortbreads > ***
In-laws < Morning black coffee
Gossip < Nap
Ocean views > Idle chatter
Fried chicken > Fancy recipes
Salad forks < Finger food
Colorful autumn > Steamy June
Copyright December 8 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 328
The Stormy Gulf ...
The Godhead's wrath and turbulence directs  -
the bitter December coast
A plurality of seaside ghost appear in-
briny , whited confusion
Gray wayfarer illusions o'er -
stinging sands* ...
Copyright December 8 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 395
The Emotional Bobby ....
Everybody stand back ! I'm a poet* !
Copyright December 5 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Champagne seas , beachside dreams
Silver plovers and pelican brothers working -
the musical shore
Young people occupied with white sands  , sunshine occupied with emerald waters , white clouds caressing the gulf ..  Old folks in love* ...
Copyright December 5 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 292
Non intelligitis
Verum quaerimus, studiose poetica in hoc situ
Ubi autem poetas
Ubi est artificiose conscripto
Copyright December 1 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 183
Oglesby Road Bridge ...
South River morning melody , miraculous and intimate , refrain from cheapening her song with the human voice nor manmade instrument , for this is music of a purity and degree we cannot comprehend* ..
Copyright December 1 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 141
The Cold Weather Blues ...
I like to drink whiskey till the burning stops
Jot down a few lines
Hit a little *** , see what I got
Throw it in the burn barrel or
'file it away' , add something to it maybe -
some other day
Strum a few chords
Looking for a melody
Songs about empty ***** bottles -
and full ashtrays
Hardwood rockers and better days
A warm , worn out bag of bones venting -
by the porch light
Drowning his memories on a cold December night* ..
Copyright December 1 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 118
Three Morning Does ...
I followed these clarissa ladies -
for awhile , prancing the undergrowth , the tallest greenery ,
leaving new frost indentations in misty bottomland scenery
Displaying tall shadows in ****** sunlight ,
parallel to a fieldroad , gently moving
through conifer saplings , ever so slowly out of
sight* ....
Copyright December 1 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 219
God is a Woman ..
Stand beside the gulf waters facing the west as our daystar -
displays its twilight address
Bear witness to the first glimmer of sunshine as the maelstrom of -
March thunderstorms are fading , as rainbows begin their parade
Walk hill country terraces as the morning fog lifts ,
tis a woman's brushstroke indeed interpreting Heaven itself* ..
Copyright December 1 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Sto juxta linguam nostram in aquis posita solem occidentem Luciferum -
Oetaeos ostendit crepusculum inscriptio
Testimonium redderet aliquando venit lumen separatum a luce prima in maelstrom -
March evacuatur tonitribus sunt, incipiat sicut irides agnitio vultus eorum
Nebula matutina ambulare montana cenacula et allevat,
ipsa est mulier, haud scio brushstroke caelum quidem interpretandi ..


Stand à côté des eaux du Golfe face à l'ouest comme notre daystar -
affiche son adresse crépusculaire
Témoin de la première lueur du soleil comme le maelström de -
Les orages de mars s'évanouissent, alors que les arcs-en-ciel commencent leur défilé
Promenez-vous sur les terrasses des collines pendant que le brouillard du matin se lève,
C'est le coup de pinceau d'une femme qui interprète le paradis lui-même.


Párate junto a las aguas del golfo que miran hacia el oeste como nuestra estrella del día -
muestra su dirección crepuscular
Sea testigo del primer resplandor del sol como el torbellino de ...
Las tormentas de marzo se desvanecen cuando los arco iris comienzan su desfile
Pasee por las terrazas de las colinas mientras se levanta la niebla de la mañana,
Esta es la pincelada de una mujer que interpreta el paraíso en sí.


Stell dich neben den Golf, der nach Westen schaut, als unser Star des Tages -
Zeigt seine Dämmerungsrichtung an
Erleben Sie das erste Leuchten der Sonne als Wirbelsturm ...
Die Märzstürme verblassen, wenn die Regenbogen ihre Parade beginnen
Schlendern Sie durch die Terrassen der Hügel, während der Morgennebel aufsteigt,
Das ist der Pinselstrich einer Frau, die das Paradies selbst interpretiert.
Dec 2017 · 226
Nighttime Lunacy ...
Could someone please reach up an unscrew the moon
Hush the curs and the coyotes , the 'werewolves' and the
loons  ..                                                    ­                                                         Blackout the neighbors , the katydids and wildcats , the rabble and the riffraff
Will you please hide the bulb and let a poor man nap* ...
Copyright November 30 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2017 · 473
Yuletide Traditions ...
Time for pecan divinity and sassafras tea , for golden garland decorating mantel-shelves , hand stitched doilies and holiday serviettes , candlesticks , candy canes and peppermints .. German nutcrackers and Christmas tales , warm wine and sleigh bells* ...
Copyright November 30 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 212
Fairburn Cemetarian ....
In my thoughts watercolor sphere, raindrops pressure the paint to smear
The cloudburst continues till the globe is clear , the prism in my piece of the world then slowly reappears
This January mindset brushes the morning black and gray
Frozen in herringbone horizons ..
Lifeless grass dappled in shadow
Brown leaf vortices
Aged hardwood and windswept -
duck ponds , killdeer and wild geese quietly call
Perusing the land of the dead from every angle , hilltop to
depression , marble bench to mausoleum
Every date , every unique bronze plate , verse , military branch and
belief , every flowered motif
Memorial gardens teach , I have the sensation of their ghost standing just beyond my reach
Copyright November 30 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 259
Broken ...
I keep a stained glass heart
It's fell to the floor many , many
times , breaking into minuscule fragments -
and shards
I've spent countless days and nights gluing -
the pieces back together
Each little part becoming more and more brittle
Every sliver a lost love , turned into a riddle* ...
Copyright November 30 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 253
I Have ...
Have you heard the black 'n tans -
howling by the December moonlight
Have you shot mistletoe down -
from high atop an oak tree
Gathered pecans on a frosty -
morning , toted well water -
in the heat of summer , led cattle
to their winter quarters
Have you picked blackberries and wild plums -
all day from the side of a gravel road
Have you ambled long distances through -
piedmont forest to get to a little country store
Did you ever seine minnows an hunt crayfish
in the springtime
Have you tasted concord grapes fresh off the vine* ..
Copyright November 29 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Keep your hands in your pockets , keep your tongue secured with clinched teeth
Focus on the ground as you meander down the street
Copyright November 29, 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved

I've practiced this technique for over thirty years ... Try it sometime fellas !
Nov 2017 · 179
Lessons Learned ...
If you cross an ornery mules hindquarters without -
a proper invite you will receive an honorary
degree in 'Hard Negotiation' with a painful Minor in 'Basic Farm Skill and Insight* ...
Copyright November 29 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 222
Tonights Rant ...
Parliamentary procedure and decorum will not work in modifying -
the government , war mongers understand nothing
save for the rifle , the pistol and the shotgun
Authority is a virulent poison dispensed
in small dosages throughout the life of the State , meant to inebriate the peasants , control freewill , to educate the young with propaganda ... 'Politicians' rule by fear and intimidation , amassing large militaries to carryout their doctrine in the name of 'peace'
Government will resort to wholesale death and destruction to secure their nationalist schemes* ..
Copyright November 29 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 196
Thanks Mean Gene ...
He could be an ogre with -
five and a half teeth and ferocious
breath
He drank Old Milwaukee every -
night an will most likely die with a
can in his hand
His cause of death will be consumption
His liver will be a 'pickled mess'
He bathed from April till August
Gnawing on country ham and instant coffee -
at four thirty every morning wearing untied boots ,
Rustler jeans with a flannel shirt
He would down two Goody powders before leaving
the house an heading to work
Didn't give a **** for being couth but -
he was a "shaman" whenever I positively
needed 'the truth'* ...
Copyright November 28 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 80
Gertrude's Wake ...
A nightingale craves the early moon
Just as petulant March portends wintertide's -
turbulent doom
Robins solo in April's twilight hush
So what will my life become , devoid of her -
tender touch* ...
Copyright November 28 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Beagles are braying to a southbound train
Are they entertained or do they croon with pain
Call them enchanted nonetheless for they howl be
it bright moonlight or pouring rain
Is this wailing or laughter , or early morning
banter
The song of the railroad plays before small towns all down
the silver line , trestles tapping time , the screech
of steel meeting steel , shorts taps of the whistle ,
the clap of the iron horse machinations , plowing
through lowland and hillside with naked aggression
Sing , piedmont hounds
Call the approach of the nighttime steam wagon , rustling wooden boxcars , creosote mingling with diesel , coal cars , lumber and ration
Copyright November 28 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Wear your brogans sonny boy
as your trompin' round -
this here creek lest a gator
snapper peers with a hankering for ya feet* ...
A sprinkle o' garlic on dem
liver's will surely bring the
muddies to the top o' the river

..
If the cattle's moving
dem shellcrackers are a
schoolin'

When the moon is'a bright
'n white dem crappies will
hit all night
..
Copyright November 28 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
The trees are revealing human forms
I see Creek hunting parties on the sandy shores
All consuming bonfires , embers seeking the
Harvest moon , the eerie sound of great
tribulation , the smoke of a once proud nation
drifting away* ..
Copyright November 28 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 198
My Tombstone shall read ..
RANDOLPH LLEWELLYN WILSON


                     ******* !



Born-March 16 , 1963 
Died - ___
Nov 2017 · 233
Wishing the Aliens Well ...
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Randolph L Wilson --November 2017
Nov 2017 · 157
The Scarecrows ..
The "High Road " is filled with -
self righteous , regulated , trembling vehicles
Horns blaring with fear of -
the unknown
I need to speak with the -
man that robbed the bank
The pyromaniac that burnt the -
forest
The self proclaimed artist -
expressing himself in a medium of -
his own feces
The stray covered in fleas ,
the addict writhing in need ,
the homeless nurturing their
pets , the young renouncing
the government* ..
Copyright November 28 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 153
Beware Newcomers ...
Poets are plagiaristic , arrogant *******
Dismissing another's work while purposely or subconsciously stealing it
Praising their fellow artist , secretly wishing
they were burning on a barbecue spit  , holed up
in vicious cliques
Garnering precious ' likes' on HelloPoetry
Writing the same old ***** ...
Randolph L Wilson *November , 2017 ..
Nov 2017 · 254
The Mill Pond Trail ...
Juicy Fruit chewing gum , wren singing
Saturday , cool day tromping buck trail ,
whitetail byways
Over red hillside , wild onions grow tall over frosted -
scenery , eagerly encircling lakesides
natural machinery
Pausing by a stump to watch -
a "Hartford" jumped
Geese on the move on a course to the moon
Herons holding still to get their fill ,
'Grays' scampering from Cottonwood
to  Sycamore , Swamp bunnies breaking
on the cattail shores* ...
Copyright November 27 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 140
Seventeen ..
Remembering beggar lice attached -
to red jeans
The brown corduroy coat wrapped
around a curious , thoughtful teen
A scarf of blue wool
Smoke rings headed to the moon* ...
Copyright November 37 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 103
Night ...
Bring the blackness into this tiny house
Coat the walls like paint
Stir it round and round
**** lights reflection , dampen all -
of creation
Drown the confusion within-
my mind , bring unwanted voices -
to a screeching grind
Smother this room in darkness
Drown those that would intimidate ,
torture and offend
Mute their screams , shadow the seedlings -
of satanic ambiguity
Overwhelm charlatans that seek the light
Crown the weak in the protection -
of night* ...
Copyright November 27 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 76
Untitled
If this 'place' on my face proves to be 'terminal' it would be the first time I could actually witness who or what was killing me as opposed to having to wonder endlessly* ...
Nov 2017 · 132
Marney ..
Distant flames are the sienna mane of Marney
The auburn tresses of winter steeds
Breath exposed in December breezes ,
ground quaking in thunderous charges ,
hoofed impressions in rain soaked , neglected
gardens ..
Whinnies in harmony with dancing hardwood ,
with rustling grasses , with a pastured expanse
that drones in twilights advance* ...
Copyright November 27 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2017 · 124
The Home Team ..
When the Georgia Bulldogs win my overall mood
is lighter , the afternoon sun shines brighter
New stars appear in the night sky
The smile on my face won't go away -
no matter how hard I try* ..
Copyright November 26 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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