The name is Ron, but you may address me by my Aristocratic title, “Lord Ronald the Mellifluous of Giggleswick under Table.”
I am a full-time writer of novels, short stories and whatever else I can lay my hands upon to assuage the onslaught of crippling boredom.
I am published by Dream Chasers Media Group.
Hearts In Atlantis may be the best book ever written and Casablanca is, without question the best screenplay ever written. Every good story should have a beginning, a middle and an ending, but not necessarily in that order.
At present I am living with my first wife in Las Vegas, Nevada.
R.G. Ryan is a member of All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Around The World, Flash Fiction and WMG.
now i’m wise in the ways of a world / i never should have known
quickly / like a breath vanishing on yesterday’s wind / he was gone / taking with him our fondest hope / heart’s desire
His shapeless world grows blurry / Through misty eyes / Like empty windows filling up with rain / Weathered hands cradling his tired face / Have lost their grip on what he sought to gain
Do you see me? I know I’ve grown thin over time / But I’m still the same girl / Here where your eyes always sought me out
A cold, hard rain falls / Out beyond my window / Out there where people live And work And play And hope
Sad little boy / Who’ll tell him why / Tell him why / He’ll never come