Reflection

Above the still lake
A smoke and pepper patchwork
Birds entering clouds

Ryan Stone

Blue Sky

spring clothesline—
purple penguins dancing
on a breeze

Ryan Stone

I am he who worships Spring
in moonlit mountain shallows.

I am he who watches you,
insubstantial shadow.

I am he who brings night’s ship
safe to morning’s shore.

I am he who loves you,
your servant, evermore.

Ryan Stone

jasmine
frolicking on a breeze
– first kiss

Ryan Stone

wild things dancing—
a spring wind bedsheet rumpus
spins our Hills Hoist

Ryan Stone

A shining wind twirls
Lazy twisters in her hair
Here, wild roses bloom

Ryan Stone