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
- Владимир Высоцкий – Дорожная история
- Михаил Лермонтов – Время сердцу быть в покое
- Closing by William Butler Yeats
- Call It Music by Philip Levine
- Вероника Тушнова – Яблоки
- After Long Silence by William Butler Yeats
- This Month The Almonds Bloom At Kandahar
- Fragment on Sensibility by Robert Burns
- His Loss by Robert Herrick
- Robert Burns: To Alex. Cunningham, ESQ., Writer: Ellisland, Nithsdale, July 27th, 1788.
- Николай Глазков – Чтоб улыбалось счастье
- A Sonnet Occasioned by the Bad Weather Which Hindered the Sports at New-Market in January, 1616 by William Drummond
- Your souls are ours by Philo Ikonya
- Summer – The Second Pastoral; or Alexis poem – Alexander Pope
- Two Quits And Drum And Elegy Drinkers
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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).
