An Unholy Rite, a poem written by Brad Osborne at Spillwords.com

Spillwords.com presents: Spillwords Halloween – An Unholy Rite, poem by Brad Osborne

If I were To Lose

If I were to lose my eyes,
And darkness take my light…

Change

I thought I had a handle on things,
But what little did I really know…

A Hidden Family

We thought our childhood unique,
A dysfunction so truly rare,
Taught to listen not to speak,
The secrets we cannot share.

The Mist

Is it cloud that falls so gently
When mountain top is kissed
Or does it rise from the valley
This cold and haunting mist

Unknown Love

I dream of you both night and day,
I long to see your face;
For where your features ought to be –
A question mark’s in its place.

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Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

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Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

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Award-winning Author. Veteran. Patriot. Martial Artist.

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