The impetus of delirium,
drills deep into my brain.
The drifting shadow provokes,
my opulence to strain.
Impetuous choice of words,
befuddle all mankind.
Disentangle my intent,
of the colloquy beneath the rhyme.
Incontrovertibly I say to thee,
I know thy true intent.
Entrée oh aberration,
because my mind is spent!
Copyright ©: Margaret Marie Hubbard
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Эй, товарищи! От сбора продналога… (Главполитпросвет №284)
- Robert Burns: Elegy On Captain Matthew Henderson: A Gentleman who held the Patent for his Honours immediately from Almighty God.
- Федор Тютчев – Как ни бесилося злоречье
- betrayal.html
- In shadows of night
- Hyperion poem – John Keats poems
- Алексей Толстой – Стасюлевич и Маркевич
- A Voice
- Westward on the High-Hilled Plains poem – A. E. Housman
- Superficially by Ndue Ukaj
- The Husband’s Black Hands by Mallika Sengupta
- Robert Burns: The Winter Of Life:
- On Colley Cibber poem – Alexander Pope
- Why the Young Men Are So Ugly by Tony Hoagland
- Nanny’s Cow by William Barnes
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).
