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
- Pax Britannica poem – Alfred Austin
- To an Intra-mural Rat by Marianne Moore
- Epistles to Several Persons: Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot poem – Alexander Pope
- Аля Кудряшева – Не бойся, милый
- Олег Бундур – Заботливая бабушка
- Yadwigha, On A Red Couch, Among Lillies by Sylvia Plath
- On The Author Of Letters On Literature by William Cowper
- Николай Огарев – Она никогда его не любила
- A Thought by Robert Louis Stevenson
- Владимир Маяковский – Застрельщики
- To his Majestie by William Alexander
- Василий Тредиаковский – Ну, так уже я не стал быть вашим отныне
- For the Lute by William Somervile
- Владимир Маяковский – Увеличивается ли питание Москвы… (Главполитпросвет №234)
- The Memorial poem – Alexander Pushkin
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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).
