Maiden Voyage

Fifty-two tons, one of the unsinkable ones,
The proud flag ship of the White Star Line…

She Did Not Know

For when the axe-man came,
Her beauty was to blame…

Port of Call

The island inks that paint our arms,
Our quiet strength and worldly charms…

Shipwreck

There, broken upon the sandy shoals,
A wooden sailing ship, once so brave…

Full Hold, a poem written by Brad Osborne at Spillwords.com

Spillwords.com presents: Full Hold, a poem written by Brad Osborne

Maiden Voyage

Fifty-two tons, one of the unsinkable ones,
The proud flag ship of the White Star Line…

Treasure Map

The tales of old,
Of treasured gold,
An ‘X’ on the map marks the spot.

Full Hold

Twenty-three old salts set sail that day
And to a man a well-seasoned crew
Off to New Guinea is what they say
With fair winds and skies a cloudless blue

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life