days of stone

Tag: Wind

  • Let Me Be the Wind

    Let Me Be the Wind

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    Don’t ask me to be soft, if what you mean is small.

  • Baram (wind)

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

  • Back Road

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    In this threadbare landscapewhere patchwork fieldsstretch to the horizon,a red barn slouches—weathered and wornthrough all the long days,paint flaking under the sun. Surrounded by wheat husks,each stalk croaking secrets,forgotten, a scarecrow slumps—guardian of a dead land.Tattered garments hang limp, buttoneyes gaze sightless. Last sentinelagainst encroaching shadows. And still, there is beauty here.Where barn, field, and…

  • Tempest

    Tempest

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    Wind, blow – lift me high, don’t let go; fly me far, above sand and sea. Monsoon – take me, let’s chase the moon. – Ryan Stone

  • Unshackled

    Unshackled

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    A breeze blows in, lifts her with ease, this shell. As I whisper farewell, Godspeed. The ties that bind recede. Ryan Stone

  • Whispers

    Whispers

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    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

  • The Wind Whispers, The Wind Sighs

    The Wind Whispers, The Wind Sighs

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    – after Longfellow The wind whispers, the wind sighs, the dawn light brightens, a magpie cries; amongst the gum trees tall and green a girl becomes a faerie queen. And the wind whispers, the wind sighs. Morning settles beneath silk skies, her reign flits by like dragonflies; deep shadows dress the naked hill in dusk,…

  • Spring Break

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    jasmine frolicking on a breeze – first kiss Ryan Stone

  • Drifting

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    midnight wind, howling through the caverns of my mind Ryan Stone

  • Whisper

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    by

    Ryan Stone
    in

    in the Wheatbelt sharp grain ears listen… wind-song Ryan Stone