Posted by Brad Osborne on March 18, 2023 · 15 Comments
I told you everything would be okay,
And we both knew that was untrue…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on October 27, 2022 · 12 Comments
The island inks that paint our arms,
Our quiet strength and worldly charms…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 4, 2022 · 17 Comments
We had been in the field for 12 days. We were unshaven, dirty, tired, and still dressed in our fatigues.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on May 4, 2022 · 14 Comments
I told you everything would be okay,
And we both knew that was untrue…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with battle, brother, burial, death, funeral, life, loss, Marines, peace, poem, Poetry, promise, rest, vow, war
Posted by Brad Osborne on March 27, 2022 · 25 Comments
I had to admit to her that I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I offered this silliness, but she assured me she was an expert.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on February 20, 2022 · 22 Comments
So, money in hand, I set off to fulfill my long-held dream.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on January 16, 2022 · 21 Comments
Frustrated and panged with urgency, Private Meadows devised an alternative.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on November 13, 2021 · 24 Comments
The island inks that paint our arms,
Our quiet strength and worldly charms…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with girls, love, lust, Marines, ocean, poem, Poetry, sailing, sailors, sea, strict form poetry, temporary, travel, women, World
Posted by Brad Osborne on May 30, 2021 · 16 Comments
I told you everything would be okay,
And we both knew that was untrue…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with battle, brother, burial, death, funeral, life, loss, Marines, peace, poem, Poetry, promise, rest, vow, war
Posted by Brad Osborne on November 14, 2020 · 16 Comments
The island inks that paint our arms,
Our quiet strength and worldly charms…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with girls, love, lust, Marines, ocean, poem, Poetry, sailing, sailors, sea, strict form poetry, temporary, travel, women, World
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