after the storm
while staring at puddles—
a rainbow
Ryan Stone

too much coffee, too little sleep, a love of words…
after the storm
while staring at puddles—
a rainbow
Ryan Stone

fractured sunlight
creeping through my shutters
new year outside
Ryan Stone

far horizon,
a golden vessel
sailing the dawn
Ryan Stone

his vital smile
and untroubled eyes
—enlistment photo
Ryan Stone

settling dusk
a boy and his dog
leaping shadows
Ryan Stone

louder and louder
the smell of Nanna’s kitchen
Ryan Stone

train whistle
sounds grey in the night,
smoke and dreams
Ryan Stone

fireworks explode
in an ink-black sky
—my name on your lips
Ryan Stone

forgotten field
tattered scarecrow waving
to no-one
Ryan Stone

storm understory
broken nest glitter,
lone magpie
Ryan Stone
