Posted by Brad Osborne on April 11, 2023 · 12 Comments
Turn stale and crumble in decay,
Blown in the winds yesterdays…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on February 1, 2023 · 9 Comments
We are but a speck of ink,
On a billion pages of history…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on May 19, 2022 · 3 Comments
Turn stale and crumble in decay,
Blown in the winds yesterdays…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with ancient, clock, dead language, life, Life lessons, past, poem, Poetry, runes, self-awareness, silence, ticking, time, wishes, yesterday
Posted by Brad Osborne on April 27, 2022 · 8 Comments
We are but a speck of ink,
On a billion pages of history…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on March 5, 2022 · 23 Comments
We are but a speck of ink,
On a billion pages of history…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on June 24, 2021 · 10 Comments
Turn stale and crumble in decay,
Blown in the winds yesterdays…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on April 3, 2021 · 16 Comments
We are but a speck of ink,
On a billion pages of history…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on November 11, 2020 · 10 Comments
Like an elongated silence before the needle drops,
Like a lover’s kiss and sweet lips that stall…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on January 20, 2020 · 20 Comments
Tick tock, tick tock,
Yells our life’s clock,
Passing so quick,
Each rapid tick.
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