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
- On The Death Of Mr Crashaw
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For Gavin Hamilton, Esq.:
- The Wreck Of The Deutschland poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- haiku
- Thanksgiving by Mac Hammond
- Hai Kou Unpublished
- God Cut the Cord by Raj Napal
- Verses on Sir Joshua Reynold’s Painted Window at New College, Oxford by Thomas Warton
- Илона Грошева – Когда приходит Дима в парк
- Иван Варавва – Мать Кубань
- In Memory Of Alfred Pollexfen by William Butler Yeats
- Яков Полонский – Блажен озлобленный поэт
- Cousel
- A Soldier by Robert Frost
- Юнна Мориц – Побег
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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).
