The devils of anger
sit high on their thrones
throwing their gavels
and breaking my bones
I revert to the place
where to me it began
Running and sinking
my feet in the sand
The same face takes on
so many forms
I seek peace
in the wake of the storms
This shadow of hate
follows closely behind
Hiding stealth then quickly
raping what’s mine
I gather the pieces
to return to my chest
Perhaps you are right
I deserve nothing less.
Copyright ©: Margaret Marie Hubbard
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet CVI by William Shakespeare
- Eclogue:–Come And Zee Us In The Zummer by William Barnes
- To One who Loved not Poetry by Sappho
- Владимир Высоцкий – Упрямо я стремлюсь ко дну
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 66. Томас Мур.
- The Looking-Glass. : on Mrs. Pulteney poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Villanelle: Oscar Victorius by T. Wignesan
- Goblins Of The Steppes poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Francesca poem – Ezra Pound poems
- The gypsy song by Sunil Sharma
- Song—O can ye Labour Lea? by Robert Burns
- My Rival by Rudyard Kipling
- Robert Burns: Burlesque Lament For The Absence Of William Creech, Publisher:
- Владимир Высоцкий – Вы были у Беллы
- Crazy Jane Reproved by William Butler Yeats
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