Blood moon,
cold witness to
this tune
I sing
to the night. I’m
missing
old dreams-
her face, pale as
moonbeams.
Ryan Stone

too much coffee, too little sleep, a love of words…
Blood moon,
cold witness to
this tune
I sing
to the night. I’m
missing
old dreams-
her face, pale as
moonbeams.
Ryan Stone

Silent tears at dawn
My half-mast heart in tatters
London Bridge is down
Ryan Stone

In a dead soldier
The captive firefly’s slow death
Holds the night at bay
Ryan Stone

For a time
You were everything.
Your smile
Lit sparks
That raced
Down my spine,
My heart skipped a beat
When you
Spoke to me.
The world paused
So we could run free.
You seemed so divine
For a time.
Things always change.
Forever’s a dream,
Every summer
Has rain.
I stopped being
The light in your world,
Once again
You’re a mystery girl.
I know you’ll find love,
I know you’re not mine,
But I want you to know
I was yours
For a time.
Ryan Stone
A widow slumbers
As red and blue fireflies weave
Swiftly through the night
Ryan Stone

After she left me
I stared at puddles so long
A rainbow appeared
Ryan Stone

Towering ghost gums
Never show inner turmoil
Until they tumble
Ryan Stone

Alone on the edge
One more tree in a forest
With no one to hear
Ryan Stone

The sound of his name
From lips that once whispered mine
Nails scrape a chalkboard
Ryan Stone
