Posted by Brad Osborne on January 22, 2023 · 6 Comments
I have come to write,
On this page so white,
But the words will not seem to come…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on February 24, 2022 · 25 Comments
I have come to write,
On this page so white,
But the words will not seem to come…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on March 14, 2021 · 16 Comments
I have come to write,
On this page so white,
But the words will not seem to come…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on August 17, 2020 · 18 Comments
You stare at me white and unblinking,
Waiting to see what I am thinking…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on October 15, 2019 · 4 Comments
Fine words spoken by some noted wit
Song heard on the radio station
Small red bird from summer breeze alit
Desire some words of explanation
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Posted by Brad Osborne on July 17, 2019 · 5 Comments
No longer can I just sit and write whenever I want, patiently waiting and then scratching the itch like crazy as soon as it appears.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on May 26, 2019 · 3 Comments
If asked about the absence, I might be tempted to blame it on my muse. That whisper in my ear that triggers my thought process. That needling itch to put words to my thoughts. The tickling of abstraction yearning for clarity and enunciation.
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