Maxwell Ryder : Writing

My mustang

My mustang

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Your stare Was more Sinister In the new moon; I used your arms, Held them like reins by the wrists behind you; I could just Make out The..
Bouquets

Bouquets

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Nov. 2, 2017
Fall

Fall

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Fall, the season for poetry and bingeing, because Man’s busy mistaking the dead trees for Himself.
Omens and amens

Omens and amens

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Poem written on Nov. 2, 2015
Trial by wile

Trial by wile

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Trial by wile, I befriend fire; I try to tame it By ire; To no avail, It grows higher; I lampoon it. It grows by denial and desire; I fail t..
Beyond Hades

Beyond Hades

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


I was on a ride I knew was different From the start; Life looked different, I didn’t play the part. People walked around The circumferenc..
Beget or begot?

Beget or begot?

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


To beget, or begot? What befits is not in what's fobbed off The chicken or the egg was first wrought? Some ripostes don't begin or end Meriting re..
in search of light

in search of light

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


People talk of “the light inside” Where is it, I decry? I swallow my eye in search of my shine. Was it the one the dentist l..
Fork in the road

Fork in the road

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Poem I wrote Oct 8, 2016, mixing various fairy tales
Death of men is back!

Death of men is back!

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Men babble on in Babylon Reapers darken the door The death of men is back; The plague's "black," they'll say, Yet the shade wasn't beige Yester..