Ry : Writing

Still

Still

A Poem by Ry


First love. Black, tattered jacket smotheredin night time air. A nameless cologne,PersistenceI itchfor.So everywhere,I look for you. State fair hot do..
This Week's Version

This Week's Version

A Poem by Ry


I didn't bring you heretowallow,Lyingbroken-heartedon the pavement like aflattened doe. I didn't pick up your pieces so you could throw them away,Tapp..
Growing Strong

Growing Strong

A Poem by Ry


The common, basic depression sometimes associated with growing up. For me, middle school and most of high school was this. I'm happy to say I've reach..
Don't Look For Me

Don't Look For Me

A Poem by Ry


Don't look for me, love. After all has come and left,I am gone from here.
Tuesday

Tuesday

A Poem by Ry


Here she lies, The tangled mess,The broken soul, You know the rest.Born for trouble She can't find. Restless, she's running blind.Fire and flames behi..
Skye

Skye

A Poem by Ry


Dark. Blackened sky.I see you in the flash,In the light as it poursThrough the blinds and into my torturedmind. You will not leave me here,That I know..
Streetlights

Streetlights

A Poem by Ry


What are you doing hereIn the light of this small town street,Looking atstars?What do you seek?Are you longing for something you've lost,Something you..
Writer's Block

Writer's Block

A Poem by Ry


The cursor blinks with impatience. I think, millions of jumbled thoughts scurrying around.I cannot hear. I cannot distinguish. I cannot speak the word..
Desert Nights

Desert Nights

A Poem by Ry


Sunset shadows dance in the waning light. The world is still, silent if not for the sound of crickets chirping.The lonely desert sings tonight.The air..