Dusky pink moonlight
Cherry blossom arabesque
Dreaming tomorrows
Ryan Stone
Fleeting
Fleeting
In bed
their tattoos met
and bled.
Ink-kissed
lovers, knowing
their tryst,
night-born
would live to die
with dawn.
Ryan Stone
No One
dawn pauses, explodes
in a flash of carmine fire
flaring in the east
flaring in the east,
Icarus ascends his throne –
blazing flight of one
blazing flight of one,
Labyrinth behind, no one
makes it out alone
– Ryan Stone
Written for National Poetry Month 2016 @ The Music In It – Being Alone
Alight
fireworks explode
in an ink-black sky
—my name on your lips
Ryan Stone
Seasons
so crisp
the autumn sun,
then winter
Ryan Stone
Faux paw
barking dog
a constant annoyance!
until the burglar
Ryan Stone
Broken
falling tears
shatter my face—
dawn tide pool
Ryan Stone
Beer Town
while shopping abroad—
beer, bibles, guns and sweatpants
all in one aisle
Ryan Stone
sub-rosa
on black satin sheets
she gives herself to the moon—
rose petals and thorns
Ryan Stone
Fledgling
after the dance
her questioning hands—
is this your first time?
Ryan Stone
days of stone 