Posted by Brad Osborne on August 11, 2022 · 14 Comments
I know the chill,
Skin and cold steel,
Yet colder still,
The pain I now feel…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with broken, broken heart, cold, heartache, lost love, love, loving, pain, poem, Poetry, silence, soul, steel, suffering, wounds
Posted by Brad Osborne on June 11, 2022 · 7 Comments
Here the dark hangs like ancient tapestries,
The dank rot of old woven wishes,
Fill nostrils with a stench of onyx air.
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with cold, cursed, dark, death, demons, evil, fire, free form poetry, freedom, ghosts, life, pain, prose, sin, twisted
Posted by Brad Osborne on August 12, 2021 · 12 Comments
I know the chill,
Skin and cold steel,
Yet colder still,
The pain I now feel…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with broken, broken heart, cold, heartache, lost love, love, loving, pain, poem, Poetry, silence, soul, steel, suffering, wounds
Posted by Brad Osborne on March 18, 2020 · 10 Comments
Here the dark hangs like ancient tapestries,
The dank rot of old woven wishes,
Fill nostrils with a stench of onyx air.
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with cold, cursed, dark, death, demons, evil, fire, free form poetry, freedom, ghosts, life, pain, prose, sin, twisted
Posted by Brad Osborne on August 20, 2019 · 8 Comments
Freeing the heart to find nothing of its savior remaining but a flash of light.
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with cold, fear, free form poetry, hanging on, heart, ice, lessons learned, life, Life lessons, longing, love, prose, searching
Posted by Brad Osborne on June 18, 2019 · 1 Comment
It’s dark. The only light, the fluorescent glow of the screen. Like a campfire, it cannot reach past where I sit.
Filed under General · Tagged with bloggers, blogging, cold, dark, dawn, morning, prose, quiet, seclusion, silence, sunrise, wordpress, writers, writing
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