Posted by Brad Osborne on July 3, 2021 · 13 Comments
I see their ghosts in morning mist,
That washes across battlefield…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on May 2, 2021 · 19 Comments
Marriage binds the couple,
Awash in a mother’s tears…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on April 25, 2020 · 19 Comments
I see their ghosts in morning mist,
That washes across battlefield…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on January 15, 2020 · 18 Comments
You put it on like a tailor-made suit,
Something crafted with a purpose,
Powerful with good looks to boot,
It fits perfectly where every curve is.
Filed under Poetry, Reading for Riders · Tagged with biker, bonds, joy, lifestyle, melding, motorcycles, motorcycling, oneness, poem, Poetry, riders, riding, strict form poetry, two wheels, union
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