Posted by Brad Osborne on December 21, 2022 · 12 Comments
The sky holds a tinctured air,
And melancholy moon glows pale…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with Blue, breaking up, ending, exhale, final, goodbye, haunting, kiss, melancholy, moon, poem, Poetry, sad, strict form poetry, unspoken
Posted by Brad Osborne on October 8, 2022 · 14 Comments
Like a faint wisp of smoke,
Or a letter unread,
Like an itch I can’t get to,
You linger in my head…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with coffee stain, haunting, hunger, life, linger, love, love lost, memories, passion, poem, Poetry, relationships, remaining, residue, strict form poetry
Posted by Brad Osborne on January 15, 2022 · 18 Comments
The sky holds a tinctured air,
And melancholy moon glows pale…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with Blue, breaking up, ending, exhale, final, goodbye, haunting, kiss, melancholy, moon, poem, Poetry, sad, strict form poetry, unspoken
Posted by Brad Osborne on November 8, 2021 · 14 Comments
The watermark on the desk,
A simple forever reminder,
When you were sitting there,
Life seemed a little kinder…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with absence, distance, haunting, lasting, life, little things, lost love, love, memories, poem, Poetry, reminders, strict form poetry, tears, wounds
Posted by Brad Osborne on October 24, 2021 · 16 Comments
Like a faint wisp of smoke,
Or a letter unread,
Like an itch I can’t get to,
You linger in my head…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with coffee stain, haunting, hunger, life, linger, love, love lost, memories, passion, poem, Poetry, relationships, remaining, residue, strict form poetry
Posted by Brad Osborne on January 21, 2021 · 5 Comments
The sky holds a tinctured air,
And melancholy moon glows pale…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with Blue, breaking up, ending, exhale, final, goodbye, haunting, kiss, melancholy, moon, poem, Poetry, sad, strict form poetry, unspoken
Posted by Brad Osborne on November 15, 2020 · 16 Comments
The watermark on the desk,
A simple forever reminder,
When you were sitting there,
Life seemed a little kinder…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with absence, distance, haunting, lasting, life, little things, lost love, love, memories, poem, Poetry, reminders, strict form poetry, tears, wounds
Posted by Brad Osborne on November 2, 2020 · 22 Comments
Like a faint wisp of smoke,
Or a letter unread,
Like an itch I can’t get to,
You linger in my head…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with coffee stain, haunting, hunger, life, linger, love, love lost, memories, passion, poem, Poetry, relationships, remaining, residue, strict form poetry
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