Dusky pink moonlight
Cherry blossom arabesque
Dreaming tomorrows
Ryan Stone

too much coffee, too little sleep, a love of words…
Dusky pink moonlight
Cherry blossom arabesque
Dreaming tomorrows
Ryan Stone

dawn pauses, explodes
in a flash of carmine fire
flaring in the east
flaring in the east,
Icarus ascends his throne –
blazing flight of one
blazing flight of one,
Labyrinth behind, no one
makes it out alone
– Ryan Stone
Written for National Poetry Month 2016 @ The Music In It – Being Alone
fireworks explode
in an ink-black sky
—my name on your lips
Ryan Stone

storm understory
broken nest glitter,
lone magpie
Ryan Stone

into the spring dawn
baby kookaburras launch
fresh twitter accounts
Ryan Stone

determined thief—
forest fire steals all
but their last embrace
Ryan Stone

silk corner cobwebs
entwine yesterday’s dry husks,
bloodless and rotting
Ryan Stone

after the dance
her questioning hands—
is this your first time?
Ryan Stone

in tumbleweed fields
old man scarecrow waving,
blackbirds fly on
Ryan Stone

At the garage sale
Cherished toys in an old box
A man asks, how much?
Ryan Stone
