Posted by Brad Osborne on March 16, 2023 · 4 Comments
I would rather wanting miss,
The cherry taste of your red lips…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with distance, fantasy, hunger, life, love, make believe, memory, missing, physical, poem, Poetry, real, together, touch, wanting
Posted by Brad Osborne on January 26, 2023 · 16 Comments
I see you,
But we have never met…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on January 8, 2023 · 15 Comments
Some of these stories, no matter how far-fetched, are heard so often that they become historical record to us.
Filed under General · Tagged with dog, exaggeration, family, fantasy, fiction, holidays, Irish Setter, memories, pets, Poodle, short story, siblings, story, story-telling, verbal history
Posted by Brad Osborne on September 24, 2022 · 5 Comments
Why must the lucid be so elusive,
And why what I see so foreign to me…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on August 7, 2022 · 12 Comments
Though our lips have never met,
I have kissed you a million times,
For each time that I have slept,
I partake of you in my mind.
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with distant, dreaming, dreaming of you, dreams, fantasy, hope, longing, love, night, poem, poems, Poetry, sleeping, strangers
Posted by Brad Osborne on June 20, 2022 · 22 Comments
I am the blind man,
Falling in love at first sight…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on February 28, 2022 · 21 Comments
I see you,
But we have never met…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with connection, dreams, easy, fantasy, feelings, hope, imagination, lies, lonely, love, path, poem, Poetry, real, reality
Posted by Brad Osborne on October 7, 2021 · 20 Comments
Why must the lucid be so elusive,
And why what I see so foreign to me…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on August 8, 2021 · 28 Comments
Though our lips have never met,
I have kissed you a million times,
For each time that I have slept,
I partake of you in my mind.
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with distant, dreaming, dreaming of you, dreams, fantasy, hope, longing, love, night, poem, poems, Poetry, sleeping, strangers
Posted by Brad Osborne on August 2, 2020 · 16 Comments
Finding a needle in a haystack,
Is certainly a tremendous feat…
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