midnight wind,
howling through the caverns
of my mind
Ryan Stone
Drifting
Night Ride
train whistle
sounds grey in the night,
smoke and dreams
Ryan Stone
Alight
fireworks explode
in an ink-black sky
—my name on your lips
Ryan Stone
sub-rosa
on black satin sheets
she gives herself to the moon—
rose petals and thorns
Ryan Stone
The Dry
Cooling on the porch
Dragonflies in silhouette
Short night, summer moon
Ryan Stone
Red Rocks
Riffs of liquid chrome
Howling from a neon amp
Set the night on fire
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
Firefly
In a dead soldier
The captive firefly’s slow death
Holds the night at bay
Ryan Stone
Oblivious
A widow slumbers
As red and blue fireflies weave
Swiftly through the night
Ryan Stone
days of stone 