Come soon,
she pleads, beneath
the moon
as night
makes way for day.
To light,
her moan
succumbs; I wake
alone.
– Ryan Stone
Come soon,
she pleads, beneath
the moon
as night
makes way for day.
To light,
her moan
succumbs; I wake
alone.
– Ryan Stone
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Love it….Did you paint that?
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Thanks, Aishwarya! Yes – on an iPad painting program.
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That’s amazing 🙂
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😀
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Aaaah! Ahmazing!
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Thanks so much 🙂
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You sir are the master of this form. You have spun quite a vivid tale that lingers, indelible
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You’re lovely, Mel 🙂 ThankyOu!
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You’re welcome 🙂
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a true artist. 💜
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Thank you, Rachel 🙂
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You’ve left me speechless Ryan
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Sorry, Nat 😉 Hope you recover…lol
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Ohh my my my, I could feel this one, Ryan! And I too LOVE the painting. My goodness, you offer us such riches here!
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Thank you, Azul – big smile over here now 😀
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Good!
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When a reader can feel the words, that’s quite an accomplishment, amazing piece. The color in the painting is incredible.
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Always so sweet! Thank you, Belinda 🙂
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Thank you, that was very kind of you. 🙂 I hope you’re having a great day. 🙂
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Fantastic, thank you. How about you?
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That’s good to hear. 🙂 Equally amazing for myself as well. I finished “To Kill A Mockingbird.” I haven’t reread that in a while. Snow is falling and it’s pretty, so lots to be happy about. 🙂
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Perfect! Enjoy 😀
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She’s right, you definitely can feel the words in this one. Oh dear, Ryan. You make my Musettes look terrible. ;]
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Don’t be daft! (And thank you) :p
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After the moon will say goodbye a surprise in the morning for a lonely woke up…great Ryan, and beautiful digital art 😉
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Thank you so much, Carolina 🙂 Fingers crossed for P.R.R 🙂
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You’re welcome and yes fingers crossed 😉
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Wonderful painting done on your iPad. That’s a neat program. Loved the poem to, She wants him / needs him beneath the moon and is gone by morning. Perhaps, she is fey.
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Thank you, Mandi. Fey for certain 🙂
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Ryan, you must forgive me, my friend, but it’s just uncanny (like you said):
I keep hitting snooze
For that is the only way
I can be with him
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Love it, Manan! So very cool. Thank you for bringing another smile 🙂
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🙂 Thank you and you are welcome, in one breath.
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🙂
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The nightmarish re-appearance of that desire to finding love again where it is not supposed to be found. A very strong image in this form which you do just perfectly well! 😀
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It’s such a cool form. Thank you, my friend 🙂
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Yup, yup, you are 😉
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The kind of dream I have been experiencing lately. I feel sadness and heaviness lingering within these lines and it resonates. Great piece, Ryan, in perfect form!
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Thank you, Thomas 🙂
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You are welcome, Ryan!
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