Posted by Brad Osborne on October 29, 2022 · 12 Comments
Forces pushing us to final finite end,
Where we learn what our lives have spun…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with cast off, centrifugal, cosmos, death, horizon, journey, life, orbit, poem, Poetry, revolving, rotation, special forces, spinning, time
Posted by Brad Osborne on November 15, 2021 · 14 Comments
Forces pushing us to final finite end,
Where we learn what our lives have spun…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with cast off, centrifugal, cosmos, death, horizon, journey, life, orbit, poem, Poetry, revolving, rotation, special forces, spinning, time
Posted by Brad Osborne on December 23, 2020 · 21 Comments
I am a black spectre,
A swift and silent wraith,
Shadowless and unseen…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with dark, deadly, death, fearless, free form poetry, hidden, life, poem, Poetry, silent, sniper, special forces, swift, unnamed, unseen
Posted by Brad Osborne on November 21, 2020 · 24 Comments
Forces pushing us to final finite end,
Where we learn what our lives have spun…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with cast off, centrifugal, cosmos, death, horizon, journey, life, orbit, poem, Poetry, revolving, rotation, special forces, spinning, time
Posted by Brad Osborne on October 24, 2019 · 3 Comments
In paper fifteen hundred yards away
Now a perfect small circle can be seen
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with death from afar, discipline, distance, duty, elite, marksmanship, poem, Poetry, precision, skill, sniper, special forces, stealth, strict form poetry
commonsensiblyspeaking 