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
- Absence by Walter Savage Landor
- The Brigs of Ayr by Robert Burns
- At Dover by William Lisle Bowles
- Psalm 05 poem – John Milton poems
- A Roxbury Garden poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Basket poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- To an Intra-mural Rat by Marianne Moore
- Admonition by William Wordsworth
- All is Truth. by Walt Whitman
- Blank by Nizar Sartawi
- Владимир Набоков – Памяти друга
- Upon a Lady’s Fall Over a Stile, Gotten by Running From Her Love by William Wycherley
- The Sun Underfoot Among The Sundews poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Robert Burns: Whistle O’er The Lave O’t:
- Kumarakom (after the boat tragedy) by Shreekumar Varma
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).
