Andy Ryther's Writing Site

There is a new light in the world. Friends are starting to notice a difference, a happier duo, bigger hearts and bolder words. They...

90 minutes. The crowd is frozen, the sun is shining and the smoke is put on hold. Number 13 looks up and begins to stare down Timbers'...

Of all the places one could look They could not see the light it took He came across a bit of wisdom Had a guitar and a thought out...

There once was a man named Tom He sat and wondered why The longer he sat the more he went back To the beginning of all that’s alive He...

Do you ever wonder what a difference it would be? To see the world as a friend to you or me To see the world with open eyes A...

The beach was half sand and half grass. It was unkempt and unwelcome in a bronzer’s world. Somehow though, I took it as a paradise. A...

There is something in the air. Music, a loud banter of waves and crashes, a conversation that cannot be understood. Here I am in St....

I was curious as a child, and when I leaped into the air I would think what if I didnt fall back to earth. What if my burst was just...

First I am here, second I am gone. Third I am running, last, for too long I have been where I want to be, I have been where I don’t I...

Happy is a place, that takes too long to find I see everybody looking, but the word lost comes to mind I sometimes look for it, and try...

The thief snatched Swift and sudden The cop saw him Cool and nothing The gem was taken All was seen The cop had back up The thief a team...

There once was a man with a funny little hat. He smiled and the world smiled back. With one whisk of a grin and one nod of his cap. He...

Pitch black. A speck of light on the horizon. Nothing, but then something. Boredom then inspiration. Simple, then complicated. I imagine...

There was a tree that stood in the forest and no one was around There was a tree that stood in the forest and it could not be found....

Remember that brilliant december night when you took me and we painted the sky, a thousand colors... I remember for that one moment the...

wake up. today may hit you like punch or sing you a tune you may wake up early, late or at noon but what you should say, on every waking...

as the wind argues, as the sun sets as the trees listen, as the moon comes to rest as the summer ends and on comes the fall so watches...

Bam. the glock fired its last shot. Click click, many more clicks came but none with the satisfying burst of fire that was desired. This...

It was fall in a little city called North Itaska , and the leaves were blanketing the already chilled ground . A candy-red sports car...

A daisy's smile shined sweetly upon a stone, and in just the right light a grin could be seen stretched across the rock's stoic face. Day...