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
- ‘Tis Said, That Some Have Died For Love by William Wordsworth
- Mending Socks by Martin Willitts Jr.
- Come After Jinny by Shel Silverstein
- The Advice by Thomas Chatterton
- Oh Unforgotten And Only Lover
- The Princess (part 6) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Юнна Мориц – Вместо сноски
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Forevermore. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
- Владимир Высоцкий – Татуировка
- Robert Burns: Auld Rob Morris:
- Untitled XIX by Yunus Emre
- Forty Years Later by Martin Willitts, Jr
- Altar amid the sea by Vinko Kalinic
- 我被包围了
- Fruit Leaf Roots Flowers
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
