days of stone
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by
beyond the gate where sea meets sky —tomorrow Ryan Stone
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
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