Ryon Locke

I’m a children’s book author, poet and aspiring screenwriter in love with sci-fi/fantasy, absurdist comedy and adventure. Sharing my dreams and visions of the future guides my creative journey. I’m excited to read your stories and hear your feedback!

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Mrs. Short

Ryon Locke

1 min read

When I was just a boy of eight

You showed me how I could be great

Despite my insecurity

You taught me how to live as me

I met you first in the second grade

When times were tough and I was afraid

I was behind and didn’t fit in

You were so kind and helped me to win

You saw my potential in art and writing

Your willowy hugs were so inviting

I found my place; felt safe expressing my heart

In your cl...

Poetry

Urgent

Ryon Locke

3 min read

Luke and Kendra were on their honeymoon. They were celebrating the beginning of a brand new venture for both of them. On the sleepy beach at Curaçao, they walked along the sand and waded, hand in hand, as the sultry Caribbean waves washed over their feet. The sun was setting in the distance, turning the whole sky a coral and salmon red.

Luke stopped and gazed into Kendra‘s eyes. This was the wom...

Romance

Born Of Fire

Ryon Locke

1 min read

Separation from the father is the first wound

The eruption that brings us into being

To heal the root of our belonging

We must join the eternal tribe of the freeing

The wound of the mother comes next

Our pain pushed into the world, to cut our tether

To recover from the water, to breathe our own air

We must transform, from amphibian to feather

We wear the mask to hide the third wound

Ego is th...

Poetry

Circus

Ryon Locke

1 min read

Ain’t it strange

The way we rearrange

To have our love stay in our life?

So bizarre

How I would go so far

Just to keep my love, to lose my strife

Just like an angel

Like a sweet bird of prey

You landed on my arm and caught me by surprise

You came on strong, then gently flew away

Just like a circus

We walked on the tightrope trapeze

We couldn’t balance

With the weight of our hearts in our...

Poetry

Romance

Gifts By Twelve

Ryon Locke

1 min read

Each year starts and ends in Winter,

Its dying and rebirth.

January renews us with resolve,

Reminds us of our earthly life and worth.

As cold and ice may last too long,

A shortened month is needed.

February promises a reprieve

Now Love’s labors are warmly seeded.

The lion is tamed so the lamb may graze,

As wind and wet unwind their fearsome fury.

By shamrock’s time the air turns sublime —

Ma...

Poetry

Prismatica

Ryon Locke

4 min read

The year was 1677. It was the cusp of the Age of Enlightenment. All of educated Europe was abuzz with word of Newton’s invention of the reflecting telescope and the advancement of physics, astronomy and calculus. A whole new world of science and information was opening up and for the few who stood at its threshold it was an exhilarating moment to live in.

Dr. William Conifer was a pioneering pro...

Science fiction

Fantasy

Dread Faeries

Ryon Locke

1 min read

Amidst the glowing gossamer of summer’s dawn

The nymphs and forest folk welcome a traveling Faun

Who wishes for the winsome and the whistful Fae

To steal away a spell, to join in his merriment for a day

But suspicious Fairy Folk are oft unkind to strangers

They do not heed to wishing wanderers or rangers

Dangerous are they — wood nymph, trow, brownie, boggart, and sprite

When alarmed, they arm th...

Poetry

Fantasy

H5N2

Ryon Locke

6 min read

July 29. It’s been six weeks since I found out I had the newest strain of the “bird flu.” My doctor told me to quarantine and have my meals and supplies delivered. I know a lot of other people who’ve had to do the same. Mom and dad are safe at home. My sister, who travels a lot for work, decided she would stay home with the kids until this whole thing passes. But then her husband got sick and now ...

Horror

Science fiction

Wings

Ryon Locke

1 min read

The Robin is the early bird

It’s song among the first that’s heard

Famous for its steady fast till dawn

The Cardinal, colored of my heart

Its crimson catches my eye by start

Springing wild from limb to lawn

The Blue Jay is a crowd pleaser

Smart as the sky but also a teaser

Diving, flitting, fast as an acrobat

The Mockingbird copies and plays

Defends its nest from sparrows and jays

Its eloquent ...

Poetry

Treasure X

Ryon Locke

3 min read

I’m Ferdinand, but everyone calls me “Andy.” Dad named me after our supposed great-great-great-great-too-many-greats great grandfather, Ferdinand Magellan. You know, the famous explorer and map maker. Well, that was his claim to fame. I’d rather be an influencer or have my own brand of clothing and music, but that’s me.

The rest of my family are full of interesting characters. Dad, who is oh so ...

Adventure

Fantasy