I’d run
past time, beyond
the sun –
burned sky.
I’d call your name
with my
last breath;
trade you, make mine
your death.
– Ryan Stone
Written for National Poetry Month 2016 @ The Music In It – Something Lost
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I’d run
past time, beyond
the sun –
burned sky.
I’d call your name
with my
last breath;
trade you, make mine
your death.
– Ryan Stone
Written for National Poetry Month 2016 @ The Music In It – Something Lost
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Have you been doing this for years – perfecting your wordsmithing to where it can’t get any better? Seriously Ryan, you are so talented. π
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You’re far too sweet, Kelly. But thank you-my ego loves it π
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It really is true. You have a lot of fire and strength under the layers of what you write – always comes through π
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What a lovely way to hear my writing described. I really can’t thank you enough, dear Kelly π
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You’re very welcome, Ryan – just believe in saying what I feel. Hope you have a lovely day π
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I’m smiling now. Thank you, I hope yours is magic, too π
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Perfect, Ryan.
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Too kind, Sarah…but thank you π
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Nice to see you again! This is terrific as always! π
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Always nice to see you too, Sarah π Thank you for your kind comment.
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Of course!
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powerful words –
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Thank you, Beth. I hope you’re well π
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wow, “make mine, your death” and all that done with your last breath–I’m staying on your good side!
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Haha, you’re far too sweet to ever get on my bad side. Thank you, Mel π
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You’re welcome π That’s good to know.
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Grabs my heart–too good.
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Thank you so much π
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Welcome π
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Simply stunning!
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My gravatar? Haha, thanks so much Jen π
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Yeah of course and your poem is pretty good too! βΊοΈ
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Haha, nice π
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Very good Ryan. I like the idea of outrunning time.
I don’t know why, but I’m not getting your posts in my Reader. I’m going to unfollow and follow again and see if that works.
π
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Thank you, Staci – me too π
Not sure why that would be…one of the many WP bugs at work, no doubt π
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Haha. Yea, no doubt.
π
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Aww.. laying my life for yours, because yours was taken away too soon.. sigh..magnificently sad.
Hugs!
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You read me perfectly, Miss Skittles. Thank you π
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