S.N Ryter
@snryter.bsky.social
I’m an author passionate about weaving fantasy, romance, and speculative fiction into stories that inspire and enchant.
Falling Petals
The petal falls,
not in defeat,
but as proof
it once held the sun.
A tender trace,
of what was whole,
now soft and frayed,
in quiet surrender.
The stem,
though bare,
holds the memory
of bloom and sky,
and whispers—
there is beauty
even in the wilt.
#poem
The petal falls,
not in defeat,
but as proof
it once held the sun.
A tender trace,
of what was whole,
now soft and frayed,
in quiet surrender.
The stem,
though bare,
holds the memory
of bloom and sky,
and whispers—
there is beauty
even in the wilt.
#poem
a drawing of a tree branch with two blue birds perched on it
ALT: a drawing of a tree branch with two blue birds perched on it
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December 4, 2024 at 4:55 AM
Falling Petals
The petal falls,
not in defeat,
but as proof
it once held the sun.
A tender trace,
of what was whole,
now soft and frayed,
in quiet surrender.
The stem,
though bare,
holds the memory
of bloom and sky,
and whispers—
there is beauty
even in the wilt.
#poem
The petal falls,
not in defeat,
but as proof
it once held the sun.
A tender trace,
of what was whole,
now soft and frayed,
in quiet surrender.
The stem,
though bare,
holds the memory
of bloom and sky,
and whispers—
there is beauty
even in the wilt.
#poem
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I am “will never get tired of how my phone can take photos of the stars at night” years old.
December 4, 2024 at 1:22 AM
I am “will never get tired of how my phone can take photos of the stars at night” years old.
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Have you been here? The view serves as a reminder of what we are working to protect.
December 4, 2024 at 1:43 AM
Have you been here? The view serves as a reminder of what we are working to protect.