Ryan Dement

Ryan Dement Jul 2020

Rumi
told me
to talk less,
and now,
I can't stop
telling
everyone
about it.

Ryan Dement Jul 2020

Soon.

Some secret sooner
day,
there's new jokes,
familiar flashes,
and cutting fresh fruit
to share with pretty people.

Ryan Dement Jul 2020

Morning.

every morning
boasts its ripeness,
begs a beginning,
nothing cleaner than a feeling,
nothing fresher than a poem.

Ryan Dement Jul 2020

Loyalty.

my favorite coffee mug
lost its handle,
i burn my fingers,
don't look back.

Ryan Dement Jul 2020

Vines.

i lost my mind
and hit the walls,
found vines inside
and
very old friends.

Ryan Dement Jul 2020

Tummyaches.

The hearts
we lick
and bite
and savor
sometimes
disagree
with us.

Ryan Dement Jul 2020

i let three prophets
peek through my window,
and now i glow,
tremble as they chant,
'more, more, more.....'