Posted by Brad Osborne on July 6, 2022 · 17 Comments
For when the axe-man came,
Her beauty was to blame…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with beach, beauty, death, destiny, fate, forest, life, poem, Poetry, rotting, sand, sea, strength, time, trees
Posted by Brad Osborne on December 27, 2021 · 14 Comments
As I walked in the winter woods,
Amongst a chorus of white pines…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with forest, found, hiking, humanity, lost, poem, Poetry, quiet, silence, snow, strict form poetry, time, walking, winter, woods
Posted by Brad Osborne on October 16, 2021 · 16 Comments
The fire’s coals groan a slow death,
Their warmth long gone…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with campfire, content, farewell, forest, happiness, life, memories, moon, nature, night, outdoors, poem, Poetry, sad, stars
Posted by Brad Osborne on July 10, 2021 · 12 Comments
Wooden fingers snap syncopated beats,
As sparks waft into the air like fireflies
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with consuming, death, eulogy, fire, forest, life, poem, Poetry, pyre, respect, sacrificed, strict form poetry, thankfulness, warmth, wood
Posted by Brad Osborne on May 1, 2021 · 17 Comments
For when the axe-man came,
Her beauty was to blame…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with beach, beauty, death, destiny, fate, forest, life, poem, Poetry, rotting, sand, sea, strength, time, trees
Posted by Brad Osborne on December 24, 2020 · 20 Comments
As I walked in the winter woods,
Amongst a chorus of white pines…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with forest, found, hiking, humanity, lost, poem, Poetry, quiet, silence, snow, strict form poetry, time, walking, winter, woods
Posted by Brad Osborne on January 16, 2020 · 8 Comments
As incantations blew in the wind,
With whimsical words spoken low,
Chanted breeze caressed each limb…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with desire, dreaming, dreams, forest, free form poetry, longing, love, magic, magical, make believe, poem, Poetry, visions, want, wishful
Posted by Brad Osborne on October 29, 2019 · 4 Comments
Wooden fingers snap syncopated beats,
As sparks waft into the air like fireflies
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with consuming, death, eulogy, fire, forest, life, poem, Poetry, pyre, respect, sacrificed, strict form poetry, thankfulness, wood
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