Posted by Brad Osborne on March 1, 2023 · 15 Comments
I hear the train whistle blowing,
Steel wheels sing clickety-clack…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on October 27, 2022 · 12 Comments
The island inks that paint our arms,
Our quiet strength and worldly charms…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on April 7, 2022 · 17 Comments
I hear the train whistle blowing,
Steel wheels sing clickety-clack…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with adventure, american, bindle, hobo, nomad, nomadic, poem, Poetry, rail, railroad, track, trains, transient, travel, whistle
Posted by Brad Osborne on December 1, 2021 · 15 Comments
Hard to sleep the night before.
Always harder, not knowing.
With the rising sun we’ll leave,
I wonder where we’re going.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on November 13, 2021 · 24 Comments
The island inks that paint our arms,
Our quiet strength and worldly charms…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with girls, love, lust, Marines, ocean, poem, Poetry, sailing, sailors, sea, strict form poetry, temporary, travel, women, World
Posted by Brad Osborne on October 17, 2021 · 25 Comments
One of these advantages was access to fireworks from states in the south that were banned for use in Pennsylvania.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on May 3, 2021 · 22 Comments
I hear the train whistle blowing,
Steel wheels sing clickety-clack…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with adventure, american, bindle, hobo, nomad, nomadic, poem, Poetry, rail, railroad, track, trains, transient, travel, whistle
Posted by Brad Osborne on March 8, 2021 · 21 Comments
The pens of writers that came before,
The lives that did not look like mine…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on February 15, 2021 · 11 Comments
There, in long orderly rows,
The entire world lain bare…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on November 14, 2020 · 16 Comments
The island inks that paint our arms,
Our quiet strength and worldly charms…
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with girls, love, lust, Marines, ocean, poem, Poetry, sailing, sailors, sea, strict form poetry, temporary, travel, women, World
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