Posted by Brad Osborne on October 18, 2020 · 14 Comments
In hopes left from what will,
Pain comes from the knowing…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with forward, future, ghosts, life, Life lessons, looking ahead, looking back, new, old, pain, past, poem, Poetry, regret, strict form poetry
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 January 11, 2020 · 11 Comments
At the dark end of a wayward street,
Atop a bare and lonely ,
its the old man’s mansion replete,
Bespoke in tendrilled ivy vest.
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with creepy, darkness, eerie, fears, ghosts, haunted, memories, mind, poem, Poetry, scary, shadows, spooky, strict form poetry, thoughts
