Young Men

Forged within that stringent heat,
A different man is willful raised…

When Darkness Falls

It is like drowning in the night,
Ebony shades pulled against right…

Below the Waves

The metal sings in creak and groan,
As the depth and the pressure build…

War

Since the dawn of time we have fought,
Millions of lives have been paid, nothing bought…

Language of the Land

Of course, there is still great bigotry,
We have hated throughout our history.

Why I Ride

Tinted windows block the sun,
Scenery killed for comfort won…

The Wave, prose written by Brad Osborne at Spillwords.com

Spillwords.com presents: The Wave, prose written by Brad Osborne, whose writings cover fiction and non-fiction, and cross most genres.

Tears in the Sand

If amidst the dry and sandy sea,
They could sit right across from me,
Would we still kill one another,
Or would we have seen a brother.

Love Light

This is not how we were made,
To cast others in our shade,
Treatment based on some earned grade,
Regardless of dues they paid.

Fallen Brother

…although no amount of lovely words can ever encapsulate what is the sum of someone’s life, I offer the following poem as a memoriam to a dear friend and real biker.

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author. Veteran. Patriot. Martial Artist.

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Wild Scared Crazy

It's an uncertain life!

Omnia Caelum... Poetry, Art, Music

Live like you would die tomorrow, learn like you would live forever! (Gandhi) All artwork, music and photography is of my creation and all are originals if not otherwise stated.

The Lustful Empress

18+ only ~ Art ~ Writing ~ Sex ~ Spirit ~