BIOGRAPHY of FRANK JAMES RYAN, JR._______
Born & Raised in The City That Never Sleeps, New York...U.S.A.
Since I began posting my work as a member of an online poetry group in 2006, the mass majority of my daily readership has and continues to come from non-member visitor traffic, via various sources in the Tri-State Metropolitan Area of ...
''The Art of Poetry is read by the Human Eye, however it's full measured value may only be realized through the pictorial aura of the Mind's Third Eye''.
A Writer and a Poet are as similar in craftsmanship as a sketcher and a painter. Both are Artist's in their own right and field of expertise, but in reality the only nexus that exists between the two is a canvass and a Theme. ~FjR~
' Emeralds And Black Diamonds...
Lie down lass, with me, in sage green meadows
Your blouse flouncing open, in the teasing breeze
The meadows, feel so cotton, this time of year
Come lay beside me, and sense my desires.
Open field, honeysuckle....arouses my yen
For passion 'neath th' sparkle by th' mid-noon sun
No clouds abide our scape of choice to pleasure
So, again I ask you lass, come lay beside me.
Come close, love, as these hungry emerald eyes
Beg to stare into your warm, black diamond eyes
Take my hand in bond, I assure you, my lov',
That emeralds and diamonds never fade away.