No More To Say

The far-off tolling of a bell,
Breaks the silence where quiet dwells…

Pronouns, a poem by Brad Osborne at Spillwords.com

Spillwords has again honored me by publishing one of my poems.

Witchy Woman

Wicked woven in midnight trance,
A magic called by Shaman’s dance…

To Be King

Flesh has born in body torn,
Epitaphs in sullen grey,
A feast is spread before us,
Table filled with what we say…

A Sad Farewell

The fire’s coals groan a slow death,
Their warmth long gone…

Whittled Words – Diminishing Verse Poem

Diminishing verse offers no origin and very few rules…

Remember Only the Good

Speak not of sorrowed seasons,
Untold the many reasons…

Everybody Wins

It seems nothing requires proof,
And all we ever do is fight…

Absence Undone

How is distance measured,
When like the moon,
Thoughts of you break upon my shore…

The Early Bird

It is a sad little song,
Warbled in the dawn…

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author, Veteran

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Perception

A journey into the labyrinth of my sceptical mind.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author

saania2806.wordpress.com/

Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!