A widow slumbers
As red and blue fireflies weave
Swiftly through the night
Ryan Stone

too much coffee, too little sleep, a love of words…
A widow slumbers
As red and blue fireflies weave
Swiftly through the night
Ryan Stone

After she left me
I stared at puddles so long
A rainbow appeared
Ryan Stone

Towering ghost gums
Never show inner turmoil
Until they tumble
Ryan Stone

Alone on the edge
One more tree in a forest
With no one to hear
Ryan Stone

The sound of his name
From lips that once whispered mine
Nails scrape a chalkboard
Ryan Stone

Her darlings are slain
In pools of red ink, her dreams
Swim oceans of blue
Ryan Stone

Into the tide pool
Divorce shaped teardrops tumble
And shatter his face
Ryan Stone

A gold harvest moon
Swells over night’s shadowed cliffs
Cohen is singing
Ryan Stone

I saw you standing
On the edge of forever
Windmills in your hair
Ryan Stone
