Maxwell Ryder : Writing

Monarchs forever united

Monarchs forever united

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


April 28, 2016
A little too late

A little too late

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


I am Cadaver. My name is John. One night I came in to the morgue, went straight on ice and on to science; I’m from East River - shiver me timber..
A gander

A gander

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Why’s it worth another gander, And not a goose? Look, I don’t want to pander, But this is abuse.
Small coffins

Small coffins

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Written on April 14, 2016
Damn you, Ginsberg!

Damn you, Ginsberg!

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Written on April 10, 2016
Turn a blind eye

Turn a blind eye

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


April 8, 2018
Dear Uncle Sam

Dear Uncle Sam

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Written April 6, 2015
What is love?

What is love?

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


love burns your nerve-endings, even if it's gone. love's that lingering thought; love is lip-biting, nail-biting, the hankering, the innuendo..
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A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


Written April 1, 2016
Deciduous trees

Deciduous trees

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder


I am a voyeur, of sorts; I like forests of deciduous trees Stripped bare of their leaves; I look to the boastful conifer Among them, a clothed emp..