Her darlings are slain
In pools of red ink, her dreams
Swim oceans of blue
Ryan Stone
Writer
Reflection
Into the tide pool
Divorce shaped teardrops tumble
And shatter his face
Ryan Stone
Bloom
In treehouse shadows
Shyly she stepped from her clothes
And I from my youth
Ryan Stone
Introspect
Like a moth to flame
Sashaying between moments
Yearning to belong
Ryan Stone
Shadowcliff
Windswept mountain home
Nestled deep in the aspens
Where Hummingbirds fly
Ryan Stone
Undertow
Hunting rock pool shells
At sunrise, the tide tugging
My child’s toes too soon
Ryan Stone
Free-fall
Tumbling russet leaf
How brief the rush of freedom
Between bough and earth
Ryan Stone
Trust
Soft snores beside me
A wheaten curl of warm sleep
Outside the wind howls
Ryan Stone
Hunger
Her silver net cast
She scurries back under eave
Lunchtime drawing near
Ryan Stone
days of stone 
