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
15 random poems
- Илона Грошева – Мечтается Алине
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Вы с Музой свадьбу золотую
- Николай Глазков – Покуда карты не раскрыты
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- Robert Burns: Had I The Wyte? She Bade Me:
- A Poem Upon The Death Of O.C. poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Half-Man by Satish Verma
- Evening Star by William Blake
- A Wild Rose poem – Alfred Austin
- I’m So Good That I Don’t Have To Brag by Shel Silverstein
- A Poem
- Acrostic : Georgiana Augusta Keats poem – John Keats poems
- November 1813 by William Wordsworth
- Низами Гянджеви – Там, где лик ты светлый явишь
- To the Lady Margaret Ley poem – John Milton poems
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).
