Biography of Dean Bradford
I am a Very creative out of box thinker.
I have many powerful poems that are enriching and take your mind on a journey and allows to see things in the way only my mind see's.
Often surreal and full of wonder.
Dean Bradford's Works:
I have had peoms in Newspapers. I do hope that i may find help on here to become a Published writter.
Dean Bradford Poems
Our hearts keep on talkin. Wispering there desires. Hungry for love and affection. Yet we´re surrounded by liers.
Apples can be sweet Apples can be sour But in the spring they blossom with a white pale flower. Apples can taste so fresh from thy first crunch!
Waiting For Love
I see you There waiting at the bottom of the stairs you waiting patiently wondering is there a man out There. Waiting for the man to take your hand. And take you upto a promised Land.
Rivers that slivers along straights and rounds. Swirling the rocks and ambient sounds. Swirling the rock and reeds that sway. Through the night until the growing day.
living in a shadowed world. wrapped in a wall of light. Imitation by hands. Imitated by shadowed sight.
living in a shadowed world.
wrapped in a wall of light.
Imitation by hands.
Imitated by shadowed sight.
A shadowed man and his shadowed dog walk this shadowed land.
Their legs are long and stretched over the sharp yellow sand.
Meaning the sun is about to set itself into the cool deep ocean.
Where the whole world thrives on the cool deeps motion.
Shadowed sand hills and puddles in a pot.