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
- The Upstairs Room by Weldon Kees
- Enigmatic by Satish Verma
- Grandmother’s Teaching poem – Alfred Austin
- Огюст Барбье – Корреджо
- Duns Scotus’s Oxford poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Prayer For A Profusion Of Sunflowers poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы вращаем Землю
- Commemoration of Rodney’s Victory by Robert Burns
- Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow by William Shakespeare
- Psalm 19: Coeli Enarrant by Sir Philip Sidney
- Огюст Барбье – Мельпомена
- Women’s Harvest Song poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Sancta Maria, Succurre Miseris poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Invocation by Siegfried Sassoon
- Владимир Высоцкий – Марине
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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).
