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
- For To Admire by Rudyard Kipling
- The Pleasures Of Friendship by Stevie Smith
- Unloved, unmoved by Maria Jastine Golo
- Шекспир – С любовью связан жизненный мой путь – Сонет 92
- A Great Time by William Henry Davies
- Владимир Лифшиц – Сверчок
- Валерий Брюсов – Италия
- Владимир Высоцкий – Набросок песни к к/ф “Вооружён и очень опасен”
- initial mother’s day eve by matthew scott harris
- Climbing poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Nettles by Vernon Scannell
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Смерть
- At The Close Of The Canvass poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- My Words Embrace by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux by Robert Burns
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).
