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
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- A Brook in the City by Robert Frost
- Sonnet 14: Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck by William Shakespeare
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- “O you, far colder, whiter” by Torquato Tasso
- Юрий Левитанский – Кто-то так уже писал
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- A Curse for Kings by Vachel Lindsay
- Abyss by Pierre Reverdy
- Xai Kou1
- A Song In Passing by Yvor Winters
- Burbank with a Baedeker: Bleistein with a Cigar by T. S. Eliot
- To Christina, Queen of Sweden poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Не эти правильно революцию празднуют… (РОСТА №399)
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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).
