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
- Федор Сологуб – Знаю знанием последним
- Towards Understanding, Through Poetry
- The End of the World
- Яков Полонский – Неотвязная
- Enoch Arden poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Demon by Shawn Ervin
- Олег Григорьев – Лежу я в одиночестве
- Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ] by William Wordsworth
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 3 из 15
- Night Launch by Sonya Ki Tomlinson
- Владимир Высоцкий – Снег скрипел подо мной
- An Excursion Steamer Sunk in the Tay by William Topaz McGonagall
- Robert Burns: For A’ That:
- Омар Хайям о людях: Стихи, рубаи о человеке Омара Хайяма – Poetry Monster
- Hint From The Mountains For Certain Political Pretenders by William Wordsworth
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).
