The Shore

Just one small grain of sand…

Your Highness

How was I to know, that the tears that flow,
Were just a river of liquid lies…

The Shore

Just one small grain of sand…

Your Highness

How was I to know, that the tears that flow,
Were just a river of liquid lies…

Mommy, a poem written by Brad Osborne at Spillwords.com

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

Simple Wooden Box

It is but a simple wooden box,
An unadorned treasure chest…

You Take Me There

As writer’s, we often wonder whether our words inspire or affect others, but we rarely know when they do.

Leap Year

What if you could be gifted some,
A few hours, or even a day,
What would you have that time become,
Before it too passes away.

Snowflakes

We tell them they are all snowflakes
Each unique in form and structure

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!