Posted by Brad Osborne on January 28, 2023 · 11 Comments
Where whispered the words,
Sweet as a winter wine…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on November 23, 2022 · 12 Comments
I have more in common with a murderer than a minister,
As the red, white, and blue wraps around the sinister…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on August 10, 2022 · 26 Comments
I travel now, a different path,
In a world you cannot see…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on March 2, 2022 · 21 Comments
Where whispered the words,
Sweet as a winter wine…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on December 8, 2021 · 16 Comments
I have more in common with a murderer than a minister,
As the red, white, and blue wraps around the sinister…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on August 11, 2021 · 21 Comments
I travel now, a different path,
In a world you cannot see…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with death, eternal, grief, heaven, hell, life, living, love, memories, passing, path, poem, Poetry, sadness, tears
Posted by Brad Osborne on March 28, 2021 · 15 Comments
Where whispered the words,
Sweet as a winter wine…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with apple, bliss, burning, charms, Eden, fire, garden, heaven, hell, kiss, love, original sin, poem, Poetry, serpent
Posted by Brad Osborne on February 21, 2021 · 27 Comments
Forever I have feared the tears,
The long ribbons of sadness…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on December 7, 2020 · 20 Comments
I have more in common with a murderer than a minister,
As the red, white, and blue wraps around the sinister…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with animal, blood, death, evil, heartless, hell, killing, life, poem, Poetry, power, strict form poetry, survival, war, warrior
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