Ryan : Writing

Shaky Steps and Decided Directions

Shaky Steps and Decided Directions

A Poem by Ryan


I watched you as you stood, Realized it was something I needed Saw your long strides across the living room floor Realized it was what it..
My City

My City

A Poem by Ryan


Stale night air greets my lungs Polluted silence fills my ears The city sleeps as much as she ever does With snores that drown cricket so..
Of a Stag in Colorado

Of a Stag in Colorado

A Poem by Ryan


Did you see deer? He was here but a second ago, with antlers that would make the average pine tree jealous. He crossed the stream not ten second..
The Ruts of the Roads Not Taken

The Ruts of the Roads Not Taken

A Poem by Ryan


What could have been... What might of have been… We can tell these tales all day and night. Until the moon comes round a hundred times, an..