days of stone

Tag: sand

  • Tidesong

    Tidesong

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    Ryan Stone
    in

    Warm sand between our toes, your hand belongs in mine, until our songs are sung; our instruments unstrung. Ryan Stone Written for National Poetry Month 2016 @ The Music In It – Aging.

  • Hourglass

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    We walk the tide line barefoot on the morning sand, your steps close by mine. Later, I return alone but no trace of us remains. Ryan Stone

  • Days

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    morning waves erase our footprints, hourglass sand Ryan Stone