Love Poison

By John Wilson

As the world turns and we search for tomorrow, the edge of night shall appear.

Giving us one life to live--bold and beautiful--and we will hear the cries of the younger, the old, and the restless.

There will be many in general hospitals, then the mighty clouds of joy shall appear, and all my children shall see the guiding light, and we shall enjoy the days of our lives.

A novel you should read only when you want your fantasy to come to reality. While reading this novel, you will be part of their companion, family, risks, sex life, and love.

Let's begin, so open and read to the end.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Page Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Sep 23, 2023
• ISBN: 9798887932736

John Wilson

Qualified in agricultural science, medicine, surgery and psychiatry, Dr John Wilson practised for thirty-seven years, specialising as a consultant psychiatrist. In Sydney, London, California and Melbourne, he used body-oriented therapies including breath-awareness, and re-birthing. He promoted the ‘Recovery Model of Mental Health’ and healing in general. At Sydney University, he taught in the Department of Preventive and Social Medicine, within the School of Public Health. He has worked as Technical Manager of a venture-capital project, producing health foods in conjunction with the Commonwealth Scientific and Industrial Research Organisation (CSIRO). Dissenting from colonial values, he saw our ecological crisis as more urgent than attending urban distress. Almost thirty years ago, instead of returning to the academy, he went bush, learning personal downsizing and voluntary simplicity from Aboriginal people. Following his deepening love of the wild through diverse ecologies, he turned eco-activist, opposing cyanide gold mining in New South Wales and nuclear testing in the Pacific. Spending decades in the Australian outback, reading and writing for popular appreciation, he now fingers Plato, drawing on history, the classics, art, literature, philosophy and science for this book about the psychology of ecology – eco-psychology – about the very soul of our ecocidal folly.

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Love Poison

John Wilson

Copyright © 2023 John Wilson

All rights reserved

First Edition

PAGE PUBLISHING

Conneaut Lake, PA

First originally published by Page Publishing 2023

ISBN 979-8-88793-247-7 (pbk)

ISBN 979-8-88793-273-6 (digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Table of Contents

I openheartedly give thanks to Deloris Wilson, my wife of many years. I am thankful for my glorious children, Sarah Hookfin, my first and furthest, how I love you; and to my other first loves, Tonya Oliver, Tracey Blair, Clifton Wilson, and Kandice Wilson.

My love for my grandchildren could never be expressed in mere words.

I could never have accomplished such a momentous task without the love and support of my family and friends.

Love Poison is a dream fulfilled. I can truly say, Faith without work is dead; and work without faith is dead.

Husband, Father, and Grandfather,

John Wilson

Introduction

The Ripened Fruit

Dew Drops

Summer Blues

The Big Catch

Country Creeping

The Last Dance

Endless Love

About the Author

I openheartedly give thanks to Deloris Wilson, my wife of many years. I am thankful for my glorious children, Sarah Hookfin, my first and furthest, how I love you; and to my other first loves, Tonya Oliver, Tracey Blair, Clifton Wilson, and Kandice Wilson.

My love for my grandchildren could never be expressed in mere words.

I could never have accomplished such a momentous task without the love and support of my family and friends.

Love Poison is a dream fulfilled. I can truly say, Faith without work is dead; and work without faith is dead.

Husband, Father, and Grandfather,

John Wilson

Introduction

This story is about a young man named Thomas. He has a dark complexion, is slim, and in his mid-teens. As well as his beautiful seventeen-year-old girlfriend, Grace, in which they are very much in love with each other. Later, as he has reached the countryside, he finds himself involved in a different class of love experience with Edda, and older woman who is thirty years of age. She has a tan complexion, very exquisite, wild and sexy. Her husband, Mike, is twenty eight years older. Yes, all hell broke loose when it was discovered that his wife and the young man were having an affair.

The Ripened Fruit

It is wiser to be wise,

rather than being foolish to be a fool.

The hot Texas summer could not take this joyous day from Thomas, May 28, 1959.

All the cold, long, dreadful days when Thomas cared not to be disturbed and the long hot summer days of walking, what seemed to be an endless mile, had come to this. Thomas's senior year in high school. Oh, yeah, this has to be where the game starts, and Thomas was most assuredly ready for the game of life.

Thomas paused on the tree-lined street and just looked around at the sycamores. How they had, year after year, yielded him his past-time money when the leaves fell. It was not just the raking that had been hard. It was the dang ole seeds that fell with the leaves, raking and sweeping. The houses were aligned in a multi-color hew. Some were white and pink. There were the usual light-blue and white-framed homes. And every now and then, someone would go out on a limb and paint their homes a creme yellow. This was a far cry from Thomas's early childhood days.

Thomas started his life in Ferriday, Louisiana, in 1942, without a mother or father. He had been raised by an uncle and aunt on the Tacony Plantation six miles south of Ferriday, near Vidalia. Thomas stood on what seemed an endless street of homes and smiled as he reminisced of his first day of school in 1948. Unlike children of today, it was a joy at the mere thought of attending school. He remembered how he had rushed through the morning on his first day of school, eager to become a part of the learned system. He would learn to read and write, just like some of the other children on the plantation.

It would take Thomas many years to reckon with the fact that he was poor. Like most of the people on the plantation, he had what was called a plenty. And hard work was a part of everyday existence. Funny, Thomas could hear laughter, a deep down-gutter laughter at the day end. He could feel his stomach drop in side of him. Where was his mommy and daddy? He stood silent as he had done most of his life as this passing fancy left him. Thomas quickly clasped his hands in a tight fist as if to hold sturdy to the memories.

Thomas continued his walk home.

However, he had been a child who was loved and adored by all who had come to know him. And God had truly placed beautiful people in his life.

The here and now emerged through the past memories, and he found himself home on the porch.

Like most days, Jean greeted Thomas with some form of news: from the-momma-said-daddy said to do-this-and-that speech. Jean was older than Thomas by three years, which can make a young man's life quite miserable. Jean wasn't old enough to know much, but she was old enough to instruct Thomas.

There were many days Thomas would have to sprint out of Jean's reach. She stood firmly in all her five feet and two inches of height; one would think that she had grown six feet with all the hell she could raise. Jean, as matter of fact, was Thomas's best friend. Thomas was proud of his big sister. She was very attractive and smart. Jean's cream-colored skin and long, wavy hair was definitely a plus