I sail this sea that has bequeathed my mind
upon this wooden door, still throughout time.
The lymerics and lyrics lap at my feet
as I reach for the note my fingertips meet.
“Within the pocket lies the unlocking key.”
I look in the hole and see only me.
Perhaps I’ll unleash this ocean someday
and share with the world a vast array.
Until then I’ll lay cold, alone in defeat
as the lymerics and lyrics lap at my feet.
Copyright ©: Margaret Marie Hubbard
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Owl by Sylvia Plath
- Elizabeth by Michael Ondaatje
- The Gyres by William Butler Yeats
- Nature And the Book poem – Alfred Austin
- Николай Карамзин – К бедному поэту
- Виталий Кодрян – 31 августа
- The Fall by Satish Verma
- Survivor by Roger McGough
- Tom The Lunatic by William Butler Yeats
- Snake eggs by Victor A. Bueno M.
- Myself by Robert Creeley
- Алишер Навои – Стихотворные жемчужины
- I am Yun Du-seo by Raj Arumugam
- Владимир Высоцкий – Наброски песен к несостоявшемуся спектаклю по сказкам Шергина
- Ode To A Nightingale poem – John Keats poems
Some external links:
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).
