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Oct 26 · 21
November Girl ...
I once caught a Winter Dancer from the corner -
of my young , mischievous eye
A spirit wrapped in red , gold and brown garments performing -
against the morning sky
She rattled loose tin
Racked steely chimes
Commanding .. Conniving..
Determined ..Driving ..
Sheets whipping on the clothesline
Hens flying ..
Rabbit dogs whining ...
Hay captured along the fencerow
A quick step march with rattling corn ..
Novembers chilly , early do-se-do ..
A tongue tied raven succumbed to her charms
He made for the sun in her invisible arms
Dancing acorns , whistling sage
They whirled in response to Winters --
wicked ways ...
Copyright October 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Oct 14 · 109
Petersburg Road ...
Western breezes tell tall tales within sparkling canopies as hardwood and loblolly vie for the afternoon sky ..
The Lamp of Creation highlights a sylvan masterpiece -
with amber , gold and wild rye ....
Rambling yet pertinent ..
Blessed growth cloaked in antiquity ...
Copyright October 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
The dance of the vultures o'er frosted red clay ,smoke swirling in the timid valley , ominous vibes in the winter grass alley ....
In the Principality of the Pulpwood Stumps
A wounded , worried lover's psyche tortured
Misty rain , copious memory hound weathered men and brothers
Barking corporals , leathered skin , soggy dens ..                                     Nutcrackers form a line , stand tall , call cadence then break into attention
Tight , bright , impeccably sutured uniforms crackle in the biting breeze , adorned in silver clasp with pink marble buttons securing slingshot munitions ...
With cherry cheeks a bugler splits the silence
The soldiers load their roscoe's
Keepers of the Grass hurl sweet gum cones
high into the orange eve
Locust spears guard fescue forts and hillside -
tunnels
Cracked corn funneled into hollow onion stems
The November battlefield looms dark and silent-
as the autumn bulb dims ...
A spiffy locust then proclaims from a tall tree
War is finished for you and me ..
The pasture of our forefathers shall be -
divided in thirds
A share for every mammal , insect and bird ...
Copyright October 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Oct 12 · 236
A Night on the Dam...
' Fat cats ' float to the top
They skim the surface in defiance -
of gray herons
' Bullies ' alert the swampers of the
Farmers Moon , of the shimmering
robe of Venus , of the blue canopy -
lifted to the music of cicada , cricket ,
katydid and barn owl .....
Copyright October , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Aug 29 · 47
Follow the Light
You'll find me straddling the -
crescent moon
Ukelele in hand
Working on a tune
Connecting the dots in-
the diamond night
A friendly wave as new souls -
meander by
Setting a course for the ' Heavenly Lights '
Copyright August , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 31 · 37
The Answer
Threadbare in the calculus of love ...
Hopeful as the evening salvo of -
thunder and sun shower
Infant streams that writhe for some-
faraway ocean ..
Copyright July 30 ,2020  by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
If this stein could talk
A bevy of tales t'would ne'er-
balk
Pouring like a cold beer in the dog-days
of August
A hot , black coffee in Novembers frost ...
Gluhwein with a cinnamon stick
Cornbread and milk for a -
hard working hick
Holding Cherokee roses
Green onions tickling our noses
Cool water from an old fashioned well
Remembering March's 'yellow bells' ...
Copyright July 7 , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Guitars were made for rainy days
To casually strum and pass the time away
Guitars were created for the crack of dawn
Music scored for the stream to carry her burden -
in song
Guitars were made in the night
To pen ditties in the morning light
Wooden instruments striking a chord at -
high noon
Songs of the melodious wind and the-
****** moon ....
Copyright July 6 , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jun 21 · 161
June
I can be found in Port Woods
Where her pond is revealed in -
the burning fog
Where miracles are witnessed with-
each artistic rendition
Engulfed in the truest religion ..
Copyright June 20 , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Hot biscuits
Sorghum syrup
Brass kettles
Frosted glass
Burning oak
The timing of a rocker -
with a fan above is perfect
Guitars stand ready
A ukelele lays on call
The autoharp , ready and willing
Sunshine wins the battle of night-
and day
Bluebirds and dragonflies in some -
whimsical foray ..
A 'steel horse' bound for points south ..
Copyright May13 , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
I whistled a jig while hoofing a pea gravel trail , in earshot of a tail fin on still waters ,
the chirp of a wren traveling the -
morning forest
Pinecones stair stepping the bough
Patient dove held fast neath tympanic thunderheads
Morning cardinals dressed in red
Seedlings flurried to their cool clay berth  
Ballads of sylvan mirth and Mother Earth
A katydid saws a fiddle
A tickled toad taps time
Maw Heron renders a figure eight
The ' honkers 'are headed home like they're -
running late ..
Copyright May 12 ,2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
May 8 · 74
The Fourth Floor ...
Her instrument was a secret violated
A clean "paper cut " with the perfect edge
Barefoot on the minds ledge
Exhausted with rage
Entertained by a constable -
dying to clock out
The State containing the -
game of pity in a rout
Watched by a hundred or more
Welcome to the Federal Stage
Her potions have engaged
My thoughts have become a rogue -
wave
Tomorrow will be a maze
Grazing for normalcy
Tactical , covert , quick -
diplomacy ...
Copyright May 4, 2021 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
May 8 · 64
Change ..
The painted rock will return to the pool
Through virile eddy and greenstone
In the heat of June , along the autumn smoke -
of November
In the face of winter and -
the torrent , new birth of spring
A jealous sea shall forever beckon
A tempting wind will violently stir the
shoregrass of summer to no end ..
Copyright May 4 , 2021 by Randolph L Wilson ** All Rights Reserved
Feb 7 · 197
Night Music
Water has her own unique melody
A driver commands the tire
The wheel attempts to tame the road
Colorless autos split the air
The trees whistle
Flowerbeds sway
Leaves reveal the invisible ghost
Becoming one .. Rise and sash shay ...
Mother Natures explosions become an -
unwanted guest
Windows are beacons
Signals at the will of the wind
Silver angels overhead
A column of chariots
Red dots
Yellow pulses
Drug fueled schemes
Demonic scenes
Recurring dreams ....
Copyright February 4 , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson All Rights Reserved
Feb 6 · 224
A Cloudburst for One..
a medium of wooded blackness
a trembling finger to artfully record depressive ways
a timid mouse negotiates a manmade maze
why do the gods relax on rainy days ...
Copyright February 4 , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson All Rights Reserved
To hell with the common bug
Shedding it's skin
Born anew with the gift of the past
Infatuated with the moon , window screen and whispering country roads
Forever young
You're a six legged prophet ..
Copyright January 18 , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 13 · 125
Laguna Beach Morning ..
Touristy , seafaring dreamers hobble -
in churning foam
Gulls circle a lonely Hill Country gnome
Sharing his Fritos
In search of a silver dollar
Struck out this salty aired morning
He's settled for a shell or two ...
Copyright January 13 , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jan 6 · 229
The Empowered ..
And the award for the most awards will go to the
previously awarded award winner for award winning work
in garnering numerous awards as recognized by the awarders ...
Copyright January 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2019 · 127
De successione sagittis
I missed a society where cyborgs walked the city streets
Half human , half animal slaves laboring at their masters feet
I missed Valdosta becoming a jewel by the sea
Pieces of New Orleans occasionally washing up on the
beach
We tapped , we whistled an made ourselves known
Our superiors landed , captured and farmed us then left for -
their galactic home
I missed the raindrops sizzling on melted roads
A neglected portion of the population sentenced to
forever roam
I missed kudzu devouring the small towns
The stench of once mighty rivers
A succession of killing arrows from Earths -
angered quiver ...
Copyright December 31 , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Dec 2019 · 209
Have you Heard the News ?
A joint operation was conducted this evening by French Paratroopers , Mexican Military Police and Columbian Anti-Terrorist Units on an unspecified target near the Mexican/U.S. border .. It is believed that the strike was an attempt to free refugees held captive by the U.S. Border Patrol ..This is breaking news !
Randolph L Wilson ..
dove coo on cue
a bullfrog alerts
a cattle pond of the rising -
moon
brown scrub dancers on
whippoorwill nights
brittle autumn broom sage
silver sylvan Picasso's
Copyright December 2019 by Randolph L Wilson ** All Rights Reserved
Nov 2019 · 103
Winter Rain
Raindrops are music on gray -
days
Satan practicing a wicked arpeggio
Hour after hour the tune plays
The wind howls with a mind to -
stack demonic notes
A wicked instrument mastered
by rote
Triplet after triplet
Eighth bend , quarter bend
Unisons , octaves , unbridled screeching
Eerie
Beelzebub's slant on musical theory ...
Copyright November , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2019 · 190
The Infiltrator
Call me the crow that caught his -
reflection
Tapping the glass with heightening -
aggression
Warning a newcomer to flee at once
'Tis a curious blackbird with the face -
of a dunce ..
Copyright November , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2019 · 74
Chattahoochee Winter
Who's hiding neath black pine borders
Whispering tales into the wind throughout -
the beechnut forest
Crossing Novembers broom sage
Will fickle weather entice Hill Country's
chilling rains
Will Rico don the coat of ice and snow
The smoke of home fires travel South --
and swirl to escape the field hollers
The rack of wintertide from naked treetop to
a cold , unforgiving stream below ...
Copyright November , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson  * All Rights Reserved
Nov 2019 · 76
Morning Routines
Hats off to the purveyors of midnight hash browns and the -
morning waffle
Anoint this hamburger with mustard and ketchup
Three cheers to cackling waitresses , loud jukeboxes -
and busy chefs weaving magic with silver spatulas
A place where coffee cups ne'er run dry
Where her patrons are greeted with Sugar  , Darlin or -
Cutie pie
Wipe thy feet before entering this culinary church
For thou hast entered the tabernacle of the patty melt
Flowing with sweet tea , hot sauce and southern belles ...
Copyright November 4 , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson ** All Rights Reserved
Jul 2019 · 452
Busy Bees
If I were a bee what a good bee I would be
From apple blossom to honeysuckle
From petunia to plum tree

If I were a bee what a good bee I would be
From peanut butter sandwich to sweet iced tea
Enjoying the company of the trippers , backpackers and -
picnickers
The honey , the syrup and the *** liquor

If I were a bee what a curious bee I would be
Flying high above a green mountain scene
I see bears , a buck and a sleepy red fox
A maple , an elm and loblolly tree tops .....
Copyright July 16 , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2019 · 146
Mexican Dusk....
The Gulf is calling her kinsfolk home
The images of shorebirds against the Sailor's -
Sun
Drifting sands along white , sugar dunes
Behold , the ocean commands a battle fatigued -
shore , the Bride of June at Heavens Door
The shimmering , signaling pulses of her golden
ring
The approval of the gulls , pipers and pelicans -
from o'er head this miraculous evening
Songbirds of every shape and hue
Sparkling ocean avenues .....
Copyright July 16 , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2019 · 304
Miss Betty
This old oak protected me from the rain
Her July foliage hid me from anguish -
and pain
She allowed my pocket knife and I to record a first -
love on her rippled trunk
A spinning tire swing provided many hours --
of cool October fun ...
Copyright July 16 , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2019 · 124
Bless The Agrarians
Footprints harden in the Georgia heat
Feet cooled in clear running streams
Locust stair stepping the blistering fields
A break beneath wild plum trees
A sample of their sweet yield

Yardbirds , guineas and geese
A field of wiregrass
A stop at the well for a cool drink

An imaginary 'crow nest' from the top
of a crabapple leviathan

Bronze tillermen
Aromatic clods flung high into the air
Layers blindly following the mechanical
mule , dove straddle barbed wire fencerows
Noonday Sun laying heavy , smothering bare
ploughland
Agony neath the bitter blue ..
Copyright July 15 , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2019 · 298
Midnight Transmission
If I could invert the world to -
walk the boulevard of stars
Touring streets of crystal
Avenues of pure light
Lasers exploding into rainbows
Ancestral orbs pirouetting against -
the astral night
O , to be held in the gravity of -
love ...
Copyright July 15 , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
To catch my reflection in the afternoon light
The hunt for bullfrog , crawdaddy and catfish -
on rain cooled twilights
Soaring herons
From pileated perches Zachary's tree frogs mourn
Maestro cricket and katydid harmonies -
along familiar field roads
Fog enveloped dales
Blackberry trails
Evening wind song
White pine , sweet gum and persimmon
borders
Barn owl , hound dog curiosity
A border storm in white fanged -
ferocity...
Copyright July 14 , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2019 · 102
Sharpsburg
Mister Sunshine shades his eyes and -
peers into the trees
A runaway pecan is ambling down the -
street
Two stray lottery tickets are performing -
weather inspired interpretive dance
Chipmunks break for the other side of the road-
as they get the chance
Wind racked tin roofs and chimes test the boundaries of -
musical theory
A white leghorn calls the day to close across his plat -
of piedmont greenery
Copyright July 14 , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2019 · 318
Fields of Roscoe
Hallelujah Tree Tappers
Songsters of the morn
Signal the warbler , the jay and
the thrasher of the coming dawn

Good day curious crow
Surveying the wetted green fields
of soy and June corn
Alert the valley that a new day -
is born
Hallelujah !
Copyright July 14 , 2019 by Randolph L Wilson ** All Rights Reserved
Rain and street rejoice
Mist is born
She kisses every window , windshield and
door
Human shadows return to dwell 'neath street
lanterns
The whistle of the constable , the music of the
downspout
Asphalt becomes amber
Paparuda runs throughout the foothills
Ministering the parched
Filling the cistern , the branch and the riverbed
Western winds cool the naked , the sinner ,
the pious and the fabric of the nightwatchman ...
Copyright July 13 , 2019 .. By Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Sep 2018 · 341
The Laborer
A King for a spell on silken -
sheets
Up early to greet the commoners -
on dead end streets
Off to the loo in -
a whirling dream ,
only to awaken as a
worker bee ,
relieving himself behind
an oak tree
A midnight sip of champagne ?
Yet these digits no nothing but -
frequent callous and pain
Rocks need to be moved from here to there
Ditches to be dug
Cleaning chimneys , shoveling dung
Smoke filled air , city schemes
Poor Old sleepless me .....
Copyright September 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Aug 2018 · 358
Friday
Today is like a brand new fifty cent stamp
Blue skies and dragonflies neath -
a golden lamp
A chorus of birds
Gardenia filled breezes
Picturesque landscapes to whittle -
and daydream
Copyright August 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Aug 2018 · 7.7k
Skipper for a Spell ....
The first new star flashed waves of blue tonight ,
securing my belief in the afterlife
A grove of ferns lit my imagination
For I became a shipwrecked captain -
that stumbled upon an island nation
Exploring the deep jungle without machete ,
potable water nor compass
Knee deep in mangrove forest
Tropical winds whispered and moaned
A lean-to of fronds became my maritime home
In the presence of a million stars
An army of sand ***** paraded before -
their newfound master from near and afar
Crashing waves lulled a poor sailor to rest
The whispers of Poseidon
A dream about a lookout in the crows nest
Counting orbs in the tail of the Milky Way-
with visions of mermaids , ghost ships and rogue waves
Copyright July 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2018 · 279
The Flame ...
Love is beside the bonfire
Let it be the freedom of -
smoldering desire
Unchained ...
Bound for the heavens
Relentless ...
Copyright July 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2018 · 291
An August Miracle
Learning to heal beneath blue ceilings
Persuaded by the windsong -
of August , by the miracle of whispering lea
On musical shores
Beside the red clay hillside
A gravel stone for every star-
in the evening sky ...
Copyright July 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2018 · 248
100 watt bulb ..
Randy was a fog lamp at high noon
Giving it his all in broad daylight
Alerting the public to no avail
Labeled a fool
Providing safe passage for the-
pedestrians that stepped over him-
in his hour of need
That's what bright lights tend to do it seems ...
Copyright July 2 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2018 · 278
Lithium and Company ...
Intrigued by the grain on a -
hardwood floor
Counting knots and connections
Ceiling reflections
The rumble of naked feet
Musical precision and random thought
The ocean surrenders with thundering -
breakers at the killing shore
Contemplating familiar doors
Fixated on a pane of glass
The odor from a bag of trash
A friend from 1990
Chariots thunder overhead
A blur in the funnel of anxiety ...
Copyright July 1 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jul 2018 · 245
Early Fireworks ...
Gunshots split the silence over some forgotten ghetto as the bottle rockets explode over Palmetto
Sparklers dance in the night just as -
a Veteran gives up the fight
The sound of a cannon roars as fireworks -
illuminate abandoned streets , cracked sidewalks -
an abandoned stores
The air is filled with the aroma of hot dogs , hamburgers -
and beer
Townsfolk cheer as each projectile showers the -
sky
The sound of automatic rifle fire from the left and the -
right
The false echoes of battle o'er a small town
The cry of another American gunned down ...
Copyright June , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
to partake of the nectar along every-
flowering vine
to bathe in pools of August wine after sweet-
summer showers
to bask in sunlights midday power
to charm lovers neath oak canopies
to dine amongst the sassafras root , the
honeysuckle and the blackberry ...
Copyright June 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jun 2018 · 202
First Light ...
Greenscapes , lavender flowers , -
thoughts of love and morning doves , bluejays sing praise to the sun above
Farm bells announce the dawn
The light of day , the hand of God -
caresses summer studded lawns
A tap on a hollow tree
Gardenia in the breeze
A shady respite
Fledglings call from silver-
maple nest
Crows toil in open fields
Black knights harvest , store -
and protect their yield ...
Copyright June 27 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Jun 2018 · 282
Untitled
Minuscule oceans signal
The sun plays on the run
The equality of night , music of-
confused songbirds an brushing pine
Evening teardrops collect their prize
Damming the lame as well as the chastised
Whirlpools , swift green spirals
Charming the aware , the compliant ,
the mesmerized and the medicated , a
breathless survivor
Copyright June 26 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson *All Rights Reserved
May 2018 · 199
Life Before the Storm ....
here lies creativity neath -
the sparkling boulders
a mayfly on my right shoulder
a swirl of sand ,
imagination tickled
a mud puppy darts -
timid , swift an fickle
songbirds of every color -
criss cross a living canopy -
of green
a miracle of hues -sight unseen
cobblestone drives , azalea borders
and orange butterflies
pine straw trails , placid water
falling acorns and cottontails
a rumble of Alabama thunder
a living festival of sylvan wonder ...
Copyright May 2018 by Randolph L Wilson 8 All Rights Reserved
Apr 2018 · 285
Mister Crow ...
Cackling Mister Crow
Why do you make sport of me
Making fun of the very hand that feeds
You shop this yard at every morn for-
a free handful of cracked corn , relaxing atop
a public birdbath you've declared to be your very own
Tall pines to bask in the ten o'clock -
sun
Cool grass to hunt , hop , skip -
and run ....

Cackling Old Crow
You son-of-a-gun
Tromping through my garden for -
afternoon fun                                                              ­                                 You're a pirate with wings
A thief that sings
Hiding in a blackberry thicket with -
easy pickings
Standing at the feeder , scaring my chickens ....

Goodnight Mister Crow
Find a tall oak to rest
This farm would not be the same -
without my favorite pest
Do crow's dream I oft wonder
Dreams of airborne pillage and -
plunder
Copyright April 15 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Apr 2018 · 361
Mom's Tea Garden .....
There is no perfume on earth -
that can equal the smell of fresh cut
grass
A June gardenia or morning wisteria
A Cherokee rose or July honeysuckle
rows
There's never been a scent bottled that could equal -
Mothers Tea garden in full summer throttle
No aromatic elixir available could ever-
compete with the 'tickle of the nose' from a -
homegrown tomato
Try to entice this southerner with a fragrance of such monumental -
power that it could pull him away from the lure of magnolia -
flowers
O how I envy the masonry soldier
A permanent sentry at the flower bed entry ...
Copyright April 17 , 2-18 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Apr 2018 · 287
Notes From A City Park ...
A bench neath a pin oak
A black tea with an old bloke
A chance to call upon the old -
and the forgotten
A vow , secured with a handshake ,
to meet more often ...

A rickety swing without a rider
A sad rocking horse with no one to try her
A young couple clinging to each -
other
A mother , a father , a sister and a -
brother ...

A vendor selling snow cones
The lonely toiling with their -
cell phones
Gray and white pigeons making -
a living
A timeless love at it's very beginning ...

A toddler blowing bubbles
Every sphere in a windswept -
struggle
Traipsing the grass with colored balloons
Wild and free on a Saturday afternoon ...
Copyright April 11 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Apr 2018 · 236
Dawn ...
I oft-recall the fume o'er -
Port lake
Egrets with the patience -
of Job
Lapping silver waters
Morning sun ever bright and bold
Harper tree frogs , smoky bogs , painted -
turtles on floating logs
Creations blue eyes at her -
surface
Wind dancers falling into -
the red earth , shores bedecked -
in dogwood , cattail , dandelion and
river birch
Brambles , feeder streams , nuthatch
and thrasher
Bluejays sing the praises of aromatic pineywoods -
high above their muscadine mansions
The crackle of gravel as I walk her shady , serpentine -
trails
The patter of wind seduced silver maples
The call and answer of sparrows along -
the barbed wire fence rail
Copyright April 12 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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