The impetus of delirium,
drills deep into my brain.
The drifting shadow provokes,
my opulence to strain.
Impetuous choice of words,
befuddle all mankind.
Disentangle my intent,
of the colloquy beneath the rhyme.
Incontrovertibly I say to thee,
I know thy true intent.
Entrée oh aberration,
because my mind is spent!
Copyright ©: Margaret Marie Hubbard
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Корнилов – Гумилев
- “Here, where the vine and fig bask hand in hand,” poem – Alfred Austin
- Stray Colors by Satish Verma
- Robert Burns: Pinned To Mrs. Walter Riddell’s Carriage:
- A Wanderer by Siegfried Sassoon
- A Poet’s Epitaph by William Wordsworth
- Not Heaving from My Ribb’d Breast Only. by Walt Whitman
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Davie, A Brother Poet:
- Lyonesse
- Федор Сологуб – Словно лепится сурепица
- Bleäke’s House In Blackmwore by William Barnes
- Arcadian Winter by Willa Cather
- Et Le Marbre Creuse… by Martine Morillon-Carreau
- The First Sam Hazo at the Last by Samuel Hazo
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Недолго
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).
