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
- It Would poem – Alice Notley
- Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Низами Гянджеви – Другим знавала ты меня
- Ольга Берггольц – Я так хочу, так верю, так люблю
- To a Lady and Her Children by Phillis Wheatley
- Владимир Маяковский – Подлиза
- The Mad Philosopher poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- From The ‘Antigone’ by William Butler Yeats
- Олег Бундур – Дневник
- Юрий Галансков – Мне больно
- Sweet Stay-at-Home by William Henry Davies
- My Bed is Covered Yellow by Peter Orlovsky
- Mulholland’s Contract by Rudyard Kipling
- Robert Burns: Sketch In Verse: Inscribed to the Right Hon. C. J. Fox.
- To The Royal Society
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