Tag: poetry
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Galaxies
Catch me a star, little spaceman,he’d call, and I’d catch a breath of whiskeyand hand-rolled cigarettes, mingledwith the sweat of his shirtas I tumbled back into strong hands. My father would launch meto the ceiling and ask,How do the stars look up there?And they were bright, the stars,like his eyes far below. Brightlike the glint…
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You’re Missing
Spring cleaning windows a paw print from last summer fractures the sunlight – Ryan Stone How quickly the years slip past. Gone but never forgotten, old mate.
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Drinking the Dawn
A young elephant can die of a broken heart should his mother leave. I was an elephant once just for a time. Then I stood up, tusk and trunk, like she taught me – stepped onto the prairie; dry eyes drinking the dawn. Ryan Stone
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The Darkest Night
The mind has many defences, she wrote in her award-winning essay. Glowing, she stood in front of her school; movie tickets her prize. Painted in shades between girl and woman she kissed me goodbye with bright red lips and joined her friends in line. The mind has many defences, she wrote. Maybe that’s why, in…
