days of stone

Tag: sea

  • Infinity

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    Ryan Stone
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  • Days

    Days

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    Sometimes she’s wildfire, burning through the night; some days she’s a winter storm, ice and fury unleashed. Sometimes she’s a shadow, neither fully here or really there; some days she’s untamable, wild as rolling seas. Sometimes I hold her close, as the world starts coming undone; some days we fit together and I feel that…

  • Mother’s Hands

    Mother’s Hands

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    Ryan Stone
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    Advertisement for Myers Gloves, by Margaret Watkins (Canada), 1920s. Mother’s Hands Strong enough to lift me each time I couldn’t rise. Soft as cotton wool, washing dirt from scrapes and tears from eyes. Firm enough to model clay and boys, to bowls and men, yet fine when stroking ivory keys– Für Elise and Clair de…

  • Seeker

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    Ryan Stone
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    beyond the gate where sea meets sky —tomorrow Ryan Stone

  • Sea lore

    Sea lore

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    From deep sea trenches Fiery-tasseled oarfish rise A distant gong chimes Ryan Stone

  • Windswept

    Windswept

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    Over the wild sea Trade winds frolic among sails A gull’s mournful cry Ryan Stone