Tumbling russet leaf
How brief the rush of freedom
Between bough and earth
Ryan Stone

too much coffee, too little sleep, a love of words…
Tumbling russet leaf
How brief the rush of freedom
Between bough and earth
Ryan Stone

Soft snores beside me
A wheaten curl of warm sleep
Outside the wind howls
Ryan Stone

Her silver net cast
She scurries back under eave
Lunchtime drawing near
Ryan Stone

By a mountain lake
Naked limbs dance with the wind
Winter stole her shawl
Ryan Stone

At your funeral
Wisterias and silence
Even the wind dies
Ryan Stone

a world of raindrops
blurring my window, mauves bleed
to wintery blues
Ryan Stone
