Posted by Brad Osborne on October 12, 2020 · 11 Comments
As swords are beaten into ploughshares,
So is man wrought by the hammer of cares…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on October 5, 2020 · 32 Comments
Speak not in anger,
For words can cut deep,
And what we do sow,
We certainly reap…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 12, 2020 · 18 Comments
Black wax drips like sticky tar,
Fire demons dance at their tips…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 6, 2020 · 18 Comments
No hidden lie or fear kept dark,
Soul flayed to a bloody peeled view,
Yet, as I gave myself away,
My secrets turned to weapons true…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 3, 2020 · 11 Comments
Flesh has born in body torn,
Epitaphs in sullen grey,
A feast is spread before us,
Table filled with what we say…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on June 24, 2020 · 12 Comments
Failures fall before bloody feet,
Mind beats the drums in retreat…
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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.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on February 8, 2020 · 27 Comments
We speak ill of the night,
Equate it with the dark,
As lacking any light,
Devoid of any spark.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on January 30, 2020 · 10 Comments
For some it is a tiny hole,
Just a speck upon the soul,
For others, a massive cave,
Where the light is not so brave.
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