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  • The Wind Whispers, The Wind Sighs

    The Wind Whispers, The Wind Sighs

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    Ryan Stone
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    – after Longfellow The wind whispers, the wind sighs, the dawn light brightens, a magpie cries; amongst the gum trees tall and green a girl becomes a faerie queen. And the wind whispers, the wind sighs. Morning settles beneath silk skies, her reign flits by like dragonflies; deep shadows dress the naked hill in dusk,…

  • Days

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    Ryan Stone
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    morning waves erase our footprints, hourglass sand Ryan Stone

  • felicity

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    Ryan Stone
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    embracing each day arms stretched to the horizon —forgotten scarecrow Ryan Stone

  • Deek’s Golden Day

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    Ryan Stone
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    A chill October morning. GreyMelbourne, 1982. Usually, we studentswould be outside at recessrunning ourselves warm. Not today. In the close schoolroom we huddlearound a tiny tv screen,watching the Commonwealth Gamesin Brisbane. Watching, in colour as marathon star, Rob ‘Deek’De Castella, battles two rivalsin third place through Fortitude Valley.Close to the 42km finish line Deek lengthens…

  • Godspeed

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    Ryan Stone
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    on the pier scattering tears and ashes …the wind dies Ryan Stone First published at Echidna Tracks

  • Bird Bath

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    Ryan Stone
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    nebulous rainbows dancing in the summer dawn – bathing rosellas Ryan Stone

  • Little Things

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    Ryan Stone
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    In the few spare minutes between kids’ basketball games I find myself in the produce aisle floating on a rainbow of yellow, red, orange, green. Vibrant and bursting with perfection, promising the flavors of earth and sky and stream. I pause— unexpectedly overwhelmed, grateful to live in a time where fifteen stolen minutes allows me…

  • Flutterby

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    Ryan Stone
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    twilit field royal wings fall still – death of a Monarch Ryan Stone

  • Possibilities

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    Ryan Stone
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    from all this bright world she chooses my fingertip, funny ladybird Ryan Stone

  • Seascape

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    Ryan Stone
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    fracturing the dark horizon lightning Ryan Stone