falling tears
shatter my face—
dawn tide pool
Ryan Stone
Broken
sub-rosa
on black satin sheets
she gives herself to the moon—
rose petals and thorns
Ryan Stone
Fledgling
after the dance
her questioning hands—
is this your first time?
Ryan Stone
Priceless
At the garage sale
Cherished toys in an old box
A man asks, how much?
Ryan Stone
Swan song
How many blue jays
Singing the morning, to hide
Her departing breath?
Ryan Stone
Aurora
An ocean away
Yesterday’s sun always shines
In Colorado
Ryan Stone
Wild is the Wind
She sets down her pen
Chaos and joy tumble in
Her boys and the wind
Ryan Stone
Untamed
Oh, the wild places
Tattoo parlors, biker bars
Your lips in the night
Ryan Stone
Night Music
Blood moon,
cold witness to
this tune
I sing
to the night. I’m
missing
old dreams-
her face, pale as
moonbeams.
Ryan Stone
Mother & Son
He faces the world
Armed with a rose and a shield
His mother’s blessing
Ryan Stone
For C&J
days of stone 