Tag: music

  • Tidesong

    Tidesong

    Warm sand between our toes, your hand belongs in mine, until our songs are sung; our instruments unstrung. Ryan Stone Written for National Poetry Month 2016 @ The Music In It – Aging.

  • Drought Break

    Drought Break

    The first splash, a drum crash on hardpan. Tin roof hiss, a slow kiss that grows into rushing percussion. New voices rise, warbles and sighs, from beneath the shelter of tree ferns– a chorus begins, magpie trills and woodwind, as sound to the outback returns. Ryan Stone Another bite at dVerse quadrille #33 – Sound…

  • Red Rocks

    Red Rocks

    Riffs of liquid chrome Howling from a neon amp Set the night on fire Ryan Stone