Ryan Morgan Singer & Poet

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Ryan Morgan Singer & Poet A dynamic, renowned and experienced singer, with vast versatility in many genres.

29/09/2026

What Leaves Leave

Edges
Crisp and curl
Tattered as old stamps
Lifting from yellowing love letters.

Veins struggle to hold sap.
And yet,
Creases reveal beauty
In the wrinkling lines
And necessary seams
Of what is the seed
Of enriching soil
For future trees.

04/09/2026

The Sailor’s Dream

Bring me the horizon
Salty-man.

Snap sharp your sails
Over frothing white horses
That buck the great and deepening green.
The striking sun longs to sleep,
Doused in dipping dreams.

But for you, the shivering
Restless stars await.

03/09/2026

Good Teachers Never Stop Teaching

From across the road
The sounds of the schoolyard
Bubbled with released children.
Riotous laughter and shouts,
High-pitched and excited
As the chatter of housemartins
Surrounded us all,
Solemn in the churchyard,
Muffling our sniffles and sighs
With cries of weightless joy–
Our grief quieted by children at play.

She would have liked that.

20/06/2026

Modern Conceit

Each hammering upon the inside
Of a personal bunker
To an algorhythmic tinnitus
They know
Is the heartbeat of truth.

16/06/2026

Hiatus

Is this stillness
The hitch of the breath,
The bunch of the spring before release?
Or is it the whirl’s end,
The dancing coin slapped to a stop?
Spinning top possibilities finally settled?
I won’t know until something happens
Or nothing does.

02/06/2026

Living With The Pessimist

The tiger rustles
In the inscrutable brown
Of every opening envelope.
Defeat camouflaged
By a squinting motto
To be realistic.
Fatalist phantoms whisper
“Stop!”.
Each rest hisses in the pressured silence,
Whilst lightning lines that silvered cloud.
People never change…
Well, only for the worse.

The table eternally tilts away.
Somehow, there’s always enough impetus
To remind us of this.

31/05/2026

Leaden Casket

The pencil case is empty,
Smelling of old leaden work
Sharpened down to erasing silence.
Only smudges and shavings
Dirty searching fingertips.
I fancy it echoes with snapped nibs
When I rattle its casket
And mumbles dulled nonsense
When held up to my straining head.

21/05/2026

Parental Knots

I sit safe in my shelter
Turned to my tasks.
Yet my thoughts
Are pulled to the stony shore—
Shifting, sharp-shelled.
There I see my distant son
On the grey expanse,
Threading water.
Glimpsed, but unreachable.
Through my distorting scope,
I watch the serrated sea
Saw back and forth.

19/05/2026

Old Iron Bridge

That old iron bridge
Was once new.
The first in the town
Wrought to bear burdens
Cast over the tricksy river—
Lime, ore, coal,
From the underworld
To furnace fires
Then canal waters,
Down the valley
To a building world.
So much better than stone
To meet the demands
Of man’s plans.

Such was modern life.

Its iron arms lie forgotten today.
Pitted and pitiful,
Slowly dissolving
In a council yard.
Too easy to discard
That which connects
Us to our past.
To the history of us.
To the scars and spans
That run from then to now.

Such is modern life.

15/05/2026

Post-Industrial Town

A crack-paved place:
Discarded vapes.
Grimed and smudged.
Plastic fatigued.
Exhausts and exhaustion.
Frayed initiatives.
Littered defiles.
Coffin nail coughs.
Gap-toothed High Street.
Gamble-planned
Then left to deal.
Shuttered shops
Sprayed in the vents,
Spitting “I am here”
Stakeless not speechless.
Merchants’ awnings
Bent as old gas lamps,
Hanging off the memory
Of richer, if not easier, times.
A town,
Hollowed
As a heart donor.

But that’s just the spoil, the slag —
The ground-out surface.
Underneath
Arteries branch
Wide and deep.
Generations of people.
Hard people.
Warm people.
Hard and warm
As roots which draw
From the core of what matters.
Hot-blooded.
Sweet-sweated.
Refusing to be refuse
And harrowed under.
People whose hands and faces
Map the seams of multiple lives —
Provider, survivor, fighter, maker, caregiver -
Layered geologies
All under the surface
Of each person.
Containing all
Gone before them.
They burn as coal.
Grind like grit.
Holdfast as roots.

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