I grew up in Andalusia, AL. USA, and spent most of my time playing outdoors in the woods and getting into trouble for doing what I was not supposed to do. After school I joined the US Navy and traveled the world for 12 years. It was during high school that
+ more bio informationDESIRE OR HOPELESS DREAMS My mind often wanders from reality to my desire, and I find it hard to retrieve it, back to the daily fire. It let's me keep my sanity, by planning for what might be. But, I go a little overboard, often getting lost in dreams. So far I've found no guidelines, other than those imposed by me. Still th... More..
AN OBJECT OF MY AFFECTION Throughout the adventurous years of my childhood, it teased and frustrated me. Hours after hours would pass me as I floated above it in an old rowing dinghy I had resurrected from a half sunken grave. The spring which kept the object so securely locked away was just a mile or so from my home, and th... More..
THE FOG The night sky glowed with an eerie light as if part of the day was left behind. A full moon was powering this haunting scene like a snapshot devoid of all time. Then, a ghostly appearance in the top of the trees began to descend and show its face. Like strands of cotton tore from a shroud through the tops of the tree... More..
DAISIES IN A FIELD I walk along the green, a meadow neath the hill, and smell a scent so sweet, from daisies in the field. I see the never ending glow that leaves of yellow yield, and burn the sight into my mind, of beauty no one can steal. A channel in their midst abodes, woven by hands of skill. Dancing, splashing, blue it... More..
A MEETING ON THE MOUNTAIN I woke with a chill from the dampness of the wool blanket I was wrapped in. Without opening my eyes, I could hear the sound water rushing over the boulders in the creek that ran down a ravine beside the camp. It was a relaxing sound and I almost fell back asleep, except a shrill from a distant bird ... More..
MY HAMMOCK IN SIBERIA. As I lay here relaxing in my hammock, I can feel the sun's warmth radiate against my skin. A light breeze is gently flowing across my body and it provides that soft wisp of coolness that prevents the sun from being too hot. My hammock gently sways back and forth, and if I time my movement just right, I... More..
WE'VE GOT SOMETHING IN COMMON The train ride from Naples was kind of boring. The countryside in central Italy was not too exciting to look at. It was mostly fields and such, and if judging by appearance only, it could have been in the heart of the United States, so we were not really seeing anything new yet. My buddy Dave an... More..
CONVERSATIONS WITH ELIZABETH Once in a while, when my need for interaction with other human beings presented itself to me in a manner that appealed to my otherwise lonesome nature, I would take a side trip off the normal route that I used for my daily replenishing activities. Grant you, it was not that often that this urge o... More..
CAPE SAN BLAS LIGHTHOUSE It was one miserable night. The wind was howling through the rigging, and occasionally when the lantern would sway in a certain direction, you could see the rain blasting by in a horizontal downpour. The temperature in and of itself was not that bad, it was in the mid 70's, but the wind and blowing r... More..
Randall Gibbons
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