Tag: loss
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Blank Page, Red Sky
– for Billy Considine My friend Billy is sitting before a blank page,by the dim light of his study lamp. Billy the writer.My guess is that he’s thinking more about the red splashof sunset outside his window than the white page,wondering how to capture a blood-soaked skyin fresh words. Billy ponders a single word for…
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Projection
Buttered popcorn ghostsHaunt first-kiss back row shadows,Our movie house closed Ryan Stone
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Night Music
Blood moon,cold witness tothis tune I singto the night. I’mmissing old dreams-her face, pale asmoonbeams. Ryan Stone
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For a time
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…
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