Today
in golden sun
I lay
on warm
beach sand, until
a storm
rolled in
and turned my yang
to yin.
Ryan Stone
Dualities
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
felicity
embracing each day
arms stretched to the horizon
—forgotten scarecrow
Ryan Stone
Seasons
so crisp
the autumn sun,
then winter
Ryan Stone
Harmony
forest twilight
insubstantial geisha—
Komorebi
Ryan Stone
days of stone 