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
- Music by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нынче мне не до улыбок
- To The Hills
- The Interpreter poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Ольга Берггольц – Два стихотворения дочерям
- Ghouls parade poem – Brako Attafua poems | Poetry Monster
- Robert Burns: It Is Na, Jean, Thy Bonie Face:
- Алексей Плещеев – Твоя любовь мне утешенье
- Валерий Брюсов – Из песен Мальдуна
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Собачий пир
- Bards of Passion and of Mirth, written on the Blank Page before Beaumont and Fletcher’s Tragi-Comedy ‘The Fair Maid of the Inn’ poem – John Keats poems
- The Dark Hour by William Henry Davies
- Darkness poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Song—She’s Fair and Fause by Robert Burns
- Lunch by Ross D Tyler
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