Michaelpoetry Ryan (Labrador)
Biography of Michaelpoetry Ryan
Michael is a carpenter.
Michaelpoetry Ryan Poems
The Turtle's Journey
The little turtle swam at night in a dark and angry sea. He was cold and he was tired; there were places he'd rather be.
Close your eyes and take a breath. Put your mind at ease. Rest assured the world will give you everything you need. When it seems the road is steep and life brings you to your knees, feel the grass under your feet and listen to the trees.
I believe in life everlasting. No one dies even when they're not whole. I believe you get what you pay for. I believe the eyes are the windows to the soul. I believe it's really not okay to end a relationship with an email. I believe it's bad karma to laugh at others when they fail.
A silver light as thin as a web creeps into my room and flickers about just over my head as whispers of perfume. Faintly mesmerizing as a dream I want to return, it darts about one moment more, then rides its brief sojourn
His hair was tangled, his clothes a mess; his life was unfolding nonetheless. His face was weathered, unshaven and tired, but in his eyes, there burned a fire
I saw a couple kissing in the street; my heart did long for thee; I heard a song we loved so much, a simple melody I felt a raindropp on my cheek, no softer than your kiss. I tasted candyfloss so sweet; light and pink as lover's lips.
Since I was a little boy, I wondered if this world would bring me grief or bring me joy, would bring that special girl who'd steal my heart and make me smile to think about her face. And when I started to walk those miles, it seemed a better place
One fine summer day we were floating along in our little rowboat singing a funny song. The sun was shining brightly and so were our hearts; it was such a beautiful day, I wouldn't know even where to start
An old man told me long ago that no matter what the world would bring, I should always remember to be thankful and hopeful. I should always remember to sing.
Look into the palm of your hand. The lines, the color, the shape. Imagine that the world is yours; the future is there to create.
I thought it was clear when I first saw your face; the charm, the light, the warmth of your glow. But I had no idea how beautiful you were. And maybe I still don't really know.
Sometimes it just feels so damn good to miss you like I do. I smile to think how great it was when one and one was more than two.
Around my heart I tied a ribbon; scarlet red and velvet blue.
She said, "Save the moonlight that fills your heart and keep it for eternity; smile when you think of the day and the night you would return to me."
They sat at the table and went through the bills;
they seemed so stressed, they could see
a bump in the road, a curve, a hill;
a long way to heaven it seemed.