Night reigns in this abyss.
No light. All is dark, all dead.
I sit and mourn for moments
lost. The skull and bones
lie crossed.
I board a ship and sail away –
bound for freedom; to fly
the eagle’s byways, soar
the wind’s roar, sleep the steely night
safe from Winter’s hoar.
A mother cries, a baby dies;
I ride skies on halcyon wings,
feathered wings of days now passed.
On the wind, I glide; blasting by,
fading fast.
– Ryan Stone
The depth of sadness in this piece is claustrophobic. You write dark so well, my friend. The artwork, as usual, is perfectly fitting as well.
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Thanks, mate. It’s a place I know well and can return as an observer. I’ve missed your feedback, glad you’re back and hope you’re well.
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You are welcome, my friend. We all have places like this we can revisit, some for different reasons, but dark nonetheless. I am happy to have had time to read your pieces and hope to be able to be a little more consistent with my time on WP. Life has been less than pleasant lately but all things pass, right? Hope you had a great Easter with the family. Be well!
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I’m sorry to hear that, mate. I thought it may be the case but didn’t want to pry. Yes, all things pass…so they tell me. You have my email if you ever need an an ear.
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Thank you, my friend. Friends never pry and I appreciate the offer. I do have your email and have other things to send soon 🙂
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Thump. Thump.Thump. Sounds the heart. Wow. Certainly felt every word of this one. You amaze me.
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You are lovely, my friend. Thank you 🙂
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Thank you, Ryan. Simply stating the facts. Grin.
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Ryan you are a wonderful writer, do you know that? And you take your readers to a place where we either get dreaming along with you or mourning as if it’s our loss you are writing about. From your sensual senryus to your free verses, all I can see is that streak of love mixed with nostalgia at times, melancholy at other times, but deep passion flowing every single time. Your heart beats with every syllable, leaving my veins pulsating. Much love to you, my friend.
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I can’t even tell you how much I love that comment and description of myself/my writing, Nandita. Thank you truly and deeply 🙂
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Don’t tell Ryan. Some things are just felt like the wind 🙂
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Oh and what a coincidence that we are talking about the wind, albeit in different veins but about that absolute fleeting feeling that leaves us gasping for air nonetheless.
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Great minds, dear friend 🙂
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Phenomenal writing. Truly.
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Almost as good as your praise 😉 Thank you so much, lioness!
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Oh wow. 😞
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Thank you, Sarah. 😞 – I think you got me very well.
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I’m sorry. But I think I did a well.💖
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You. Are. Incredible!!! Love this!
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And you just made my day, lovely lady. Thank you 🙂
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‘I sit and mourn for moments lost. The skull and bone lie crossed.’ This piece just takes me away. Seriously love it.
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I’m struck dumb, Ryan–your writing takes me away every time…and honestly, dark or not, I don’t really want to come back to port–the journey is ever rich, not to be missed, shortened or squandered.
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Beautiful, Azul. Thank you so much. Massive smile on my face right now 😀
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Good to hear!
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This is incredible…as always! You manage to make us mourn with you, just as you manage to make us laugh with you! Cannot begin to tell you how well you write and how much I adore your work! And those pictures that accompany your words! How should I compliment those now!!!! Glad to read your work as usual! 🙂
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Aishwarya, you couldn’t compliment me any more! Thank you so much – your words always bring such a smile. Your kindness comes from a beautiful soul.
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I’m glad you think so…I’m definitely addicted to your beautiful poems 🙂
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Wow that first stanza–poetic KO. I am so glad you are back after your long absence and what a poem to return with. Bravo! I missed your words, my wordsmithing friend. Very glad they have returned like the sun after a long spell of gray days.
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You are so lovely, Mel. I wish you could see the smile each of your wonderful comments brings me. ‘Poetic-KO’ – now that is as good as it gets!! Haha, thank you so much, my friend.
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You’re welcome 🙂 I’m glad I gave you a smile
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I know you are writing from a happy and shiny place, yet the pain you draw from is a well you know too well.. Strikingly beautiful in its sadness and gorgeous imagery.
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Thank you, Miss Skittles 🙂
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Love the poem and the painting.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Damn Ryan, this one is amazingly good. The depth and emotion that pours is piercing. Well done brother.
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Appreciate it, mate. Thank you. You’ve been busy 😉
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Get in as much as I can before I fade into twilight lol
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