along quicksilver trails
thru the night
we tripped,
past the wall,
into the sky—
swallowed by infinity
Ryan Stone
along quicksilver trails
thru the night
we tripped,
past the wall,
into the sky—
swallowed by infinity
Ryan Stone
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Beautiful Ryan, with a lovely mystical touch.
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Thank you, Ivor. Truly appreciated 🙂
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beautiful, ryan. you’ve described this perfectly.
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Thank you, Beth 🙂
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Methinks I’d like such a trip to infinity!
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Wouldn’t that be nice! Thanks mate. I hope you’re well 🙂
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Yup, doing fine, thanks!
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Love this poem! – Such an economy of words but to such a beautiful and striking effect!
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Heya! How are you? Thank you so much 🙂
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I’m fine thanks -you? We should catch up😀 I did comment on your beautiful paper planes poem too but it seems to have disappeared – so if you find a random plane related comment for a poem about something else you’ll know why🙄 😆
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Yes, lets! I just realized how long it’s been 🙂
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Infinity seems to perhaps like a magic place. Full of possibility. Not such a scary thing, this forever.
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Nope, quite reassuring in fact. Thanks, Amanda. I hope life is good 🙂
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There are ups & downs like every person has. But often going through something hurtful & life altering to a degree, is for the best. I’m getting my own place & I’m-happy about it. My health is finally good enough to do that. It’s just under bad circumstances is all & more rushed than I planned. But I can deal 🙂 Hope your life is good too! I’m excited whenever I see your writing posts, no matter if they take me a few weeks to read. Cheers
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My thoughts are with you, my friend. I have no doubt you will conquer all in your usual courageous manner 🙂
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Thank you Ryan. That means a lot. I’m excited about the changes the more I think about them 🙂 Cheers
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