days of stone
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storm understory broken nest glitter, lone magpie Ryan Stone
into the spring dawn baby kookaburras launch fresh twitter accounts Ryan Stone
determined thief— forest fire steals all but their last embrace Ryan Stone
a wasted chance to unite in one voice… tonight, I weep Ryan Stone
ice on her duck pondgently melts into waterchanging…not leaving Ryan Stone
cloud tide lapping the timberline —mystic lake Ryan Stone
barking dog a constant annoyance! until the burglar Ryan Stone
amber leaves tumbling down the path— empty nest Ryan Stone
Despite the mist, the lack of light, they fly true south, those geese, while I remain, earthbound by age and pain. Ryan Stone
a sudden rainbow kaleidoscopes long grey skies… unexpected smile Ryan Stone
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