Posted by Brad Osborne on November 9, 2022 · 12 Comments
Not once does life come to me,
The vivid lucidity of wondrous dream…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on August 7, 2022 · 12 Comments
Though our lips have never met,
I have kissed you a million times,
For each time that I have slept,
I partake of you in my mind.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on November 22, 2021 · 20 Comments
Not once does life come to me,
The vivid lucidity of wondrous dream…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with blank, dreaming, dreams, free form poetry, hollow, life, lucidity, nightmares, poem, Poetry, prose, sleeping, soul, subconscious, wonder
Posted by Brad Osborne on August 8, 2021 · 28 Comments
Though our lips have never met,
I have kissed you a million times,
For each time that I have slept,
I partake of you in my mind.
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with distant, dreaming, dreaming of you, dreams, fantasy, hope, longing, love, night, poem, poems, Poetry, sleeping, strangers
Posted by Brad Osborne on November 29, 2020 · 10 Comments
Not once does life come to me,
The vivid lucidity of wondrous dream…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with blank, dreaming, dreams, free form poetry, hollow, life, lucidity, nightmares, poem, Poetry, prose, sleeping, soul, subconscious, wonder
Posted by Brad Osborne on December 10, 2019 · 10 Comments
Though our lips have never met,
I have kissed you a million times,
For each time that I have slept,
I partake of you in my mind.
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with distant, dreaming, dreaming of you, dreams, fantasy, hope, longing, love, night, poem, poems, Poetry, sleeping, strangers
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