Under fallen leaves
Flowers out of season die
A lone hawk circles
Ryan Stone

too much coffee, too little sleep, a love of words…
Under fallen leaves
Flowers out of season die
A lone hawk circles
Ryan Stone

In chartreuse waters
His floundering ship is lost
Eyes across the bar
Ryan Stone

A new sun rising
I follow the moon to bed
Kookaburra dawn
Ryan Stone

From deep sea trenches
Fiery-tasseled oarfish rise
A distant gong chimes
Ryan Stone

Over the wild sea
Trade winds frolic among sails
A gull’s mournful cry
Ryan Stone

A shining wind twirls
Lazy twisters in her hair
Here, wild roses bloom
Ryan Stone

He devoted years
To becoming bulletproof
She was a sniper
Ryan Stone

Riffs of liquid chrome
Howling from a neon amp
Set the night on fire
Ryan Stone

Her mop’s rhythmic stroke
A bondage unlike the kiss
Of sweet leather nights
Ryan Stone

Oh, the wild places
Tattoo parlors, biker bars
Your lips in the night
Ryan Stone
