Posted by Brad Osborne on October 18, 2021 · 18 Comments
Flesh has born in body torn,
Epitaphs in sullen grey,
A feast is spread before us,
Table filled with what we say…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with actions, anger, evil, good, life, Life lessons, penance, poem, Poetry, responsibility, strict form poetry, wisdom, words
Posted by Brad Osborne on September 3, 2020 · 11 Comments
Flesh has born in body torn,
Epitaphs in sullen grey,
A feast is spread before us,
Table filled with what we say…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with actions, anger, evil, good, life, Life lessons, penance, poem, Poetry, responsibility, strict form poetry, wisdom, words
Posted by Brad Osborne on May 16, 2020 · 21 Comments
Ghostly scribbles the
hand in plagued words of penance…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on December 23, 2019 · 8 Comments
Your love is like dust now,
Just small remnants that remain,
Scattered thoughts and images,
Floating inside my brain.
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with cleaning, clearing out, cost of love, dust, lasting, paying dues, penance, poem, Poetry, price, relationships, remaining, remnants, strict form poetry
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