Warm sand
between our toes,
your hand
belongs
in mine, until
our songs
are sung;
our instruments
unstrung.
Ryan Stone
For my wife.
Written for National Poetry Month 2016 @ The Music In It – Aging.
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Warm sand
between our toes,
your hand
belongs
in mine, until
our songs
are sung;
our instruments
unstrung.
Ryan Stone
For my wife.
Written for National Poetry Month 2016 @ The Music In It – Aging.
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Hit repeat quickly! BEAUTIFUL! The photo and words, perfect together!
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Big smiles, thank you π
Some lightness to celebrate my 200th post π
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Huge smiles back and you’re welcome! Yippee for celebration of posts! Huge grin.
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I wish I had warm sand between my toes…atm it’s damp and dark in Toronto-ish. You know how to satisfy the senses sir π
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And you, the writer’s ego! Thank you, Jill – I’m sending you some sunshine π
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Poetry and sunshine – Suddenly the pale has disappeared from my smile. Gracias π
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All in a day’s work, ma’am. Lol, so happy to hear it, dear Jill π
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Just beautiful, Ryan.
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Thank you, Sarah π
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Don’t breathe a word to anyone else, but this is my fave part of the day–a brief vacation at your blog. I love the poem, always do–and the art. How restful to be at the seashore, holding Love’s hand….sigh….I feel better now π
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Speechless now! (And blushing a bit) π
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Haha–I don’t mean to be causing any problems, truly; but your blog, your writing stands out π
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Your cheque is on the way π
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Oooh, great! π
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Beautiful poetry Ryan. I actually walked along the beach today. It’s very Warm here in Florida , I can relate to these beautiful words and lovely image π
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It’s a lovely feeling…as is receiving such nice feedback. Thank you π
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splendid
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Thank you so much π
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Truly wonderful!!! Warm sand feels so nice.. Although in India we are having the hottest March ever! :-S hope it gets cooler soon π
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Big smiles! Thank you, Aishwarya-hopefully the nights are cooler for you π
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Beautiful Ryan and Happy 200th post! π
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Thank you, Carolina. I’m still amazed I made it past 1 π
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A gorgeous poem! I loved the tenderness of it, and the photos as always are perfectly apt!
happy to see that side of yours that does not often surface π
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What? – the nice side?! Lol.
Thank you, Miss Skittles. As always, it means the world to me π
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hehehe, yes that one π
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And…ouch!
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beautiful image and poem, you are so talented!
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And you are very kind. Thank you, Mel π
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You’re welcome π
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Yes, very simple but oh, so lovely! Your wife is a lucky lady to inspire such words, and you’re obviously a lucky man to have found somebody who inspires them – long story short ;)… you’re both lucky to have found each other π
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Thanks so much for your kindness, Nat. Yep – I’m very lucky for sure.
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Sooooo cute! π I love the last lines especially. May you and the Mrs have many more happy years to come π
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Thank you kindly, my beautiful friend. I hope you’re well π
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You both are blessed. Stunning. I loved how you wrote it so tenderly. Where I could see you both as best friends too. That’s the way it should be. I have the quote about my kitchen table that says
“You don’t marry the one you can live with, you marry the one you can’t live without!”
Your beautiful piece made me think of it.
Loved this. Lucky lady and lucky lad π
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Lucky, lucky, lucky. That quote is so true. Thank you, Carisa. I hope you’re well, my friend π
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