Red Mud

They did not contemplate,
That it would be this night…

Tears in the Sand

If amidst the dry and sandy sea,
They could sit right across from me,
Would we still kill one another,
Or would we have seen a brother.

All This

Bed chamber romances,
With kingdoms at stake,
Lost in stolen glances…


We wear the medals with pride,
Fruit salad served on our chest…


I told you everything would be okay,
And we both knew that was untrue…

Empty Hands

Reason born by enlightenment,
Tethered to an instinctual animal…

Someone’s Little Girl

Tears fall like liquid diamonds,
Into the palms of dirty hands…


I have more in common with a murderer than a minister,
As the red, white, and blue wraps around the sinister…

Dark Gold, a poem by Brad Osborne at

~~~ presents: The Thirteen Days of Halloween – Dark Gold, poem by Brad Osborne ~~~ Please visit and read my latest poetry on A dark and foreboding piece selected as a featured poem for their “13 Days of Halloween” series. As always, I appreciate you taking the time to read and don’t forget … Continue reading

Look Hard

We are not what we were,
But we are what we teach…

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


I speak my heart out.

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author

Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!

Poetry collection

Work by Rain Alchemist

Paul's Poetry Playground

It's Time to Play...


Verba volant, scripta manent !