Posted by Brad Osborne on December 9, 2021 · 15 Comments
Oh, mercy lay your hands on me,
A wretched soul not yet set free
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with battle, choices, death, fallen, good death, lament, life, meaning, old age, peace, prayer, sacrifice, sword, warrior, wishes
Posted by Brad Osborne on September 9, 2021 · 20 Comments
I have lived a biker’s life,
yet now I ride with one fear.
Filed under Poetry, Reading for Riders · Tagged with bikers, death, life, motorcycle, old age, open road, Poetry, regret, saddle, time, time is fleeting, two wheels, youth
Posted by Brad Osborne on August 4, 2021 · 18 Comments
Will is a gentleman of indeterminable age. His disheveled look and gray hair bode of some miles on the old man, but his demeanor, clarity of thought, and somewhat caustic humor speaks like he is living his youth.
Filed under General · Tagged with age, chance, changed, circumstance, epiphany, memorable, old age, park bench, Poetry, rare, time, vision, wisdom, words, writing
Posted by Brad Osborne on May 29, 2021 · 22 Comments
I have lived a biker’s life,
yet now I ride with one fear.
Filed under Poetry, Reading for Riders · Tagged with bikers, death, life, motorcycle, old age, open road, Poetry, regret, saddle, time, time is fleeting, two wheels, youth
Posted by Brad Osborne on May 14, 2019 · 4 Comments
I have lived a biker’s life,
yet now I ride with one fear.
Filed under Poetry, Reading for Riders · Tagged with bikers, death, life, motorcycle, old age, open road, Poetry, regret, saddle, time, time is fleeting, two wheels, youth
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