The devils of anger
sit high on their thrones
throwing their gavels
and breaking my bones
I revert to the place
where to me it began
Running and sinking
my feet in the sand
The same face takes on
so many forms
I seek peace
in the wake of the storms
This shadow of hate
follows closely behind
Hiding stealth then quickly
raping what’s mine
I gather the pieces
to return to my chest
Perhaps you are right
I deserve nothing less.
Copyright ©: Margaret Marie Hubbard
End of the poem
15 random poems
- All Saints Day 1868
- All About You by Shel Silverstein
- Portrait of a Baby by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Adolescence by P. K. Page
- Алексей Плещеев – Сон
- Михаил Лермонтов – Вид гор из степей Козлова
- Robert Burns: Blythe Hae I been On Yon Hill:
- you witness my dying by Raj Arumugam
- Robert Burns: The Flowery Banks Of Cree:
- Birdsong by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Николай Гумилев – Моя мечта летит к далекому Парижу
- Николай Языков – Элегия (Поденщик, тяжело навьюченный дровами)
- Roaming in Thought. by Walt Whitman
- If I Forget Thee, Jerusalem by Yehuda Amichai
- Альфред де Мюссе – Майская ночь
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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).
