English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

friend poetry

le navi stanno trovandosi nella baia
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
facce belle e tragical
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
sia paziente, vita, quando l'amore è al cancello
forse è materia che avete morto
ora che mi sono raffreddato a voi
il sole è in su
ci è una città, builded da nessuna mano
improvvisamente, dai sensi scuri e frondosi
nella terra silenziosa
sotto la luna della raccolta
ora
questa ciotola d'argento antica di mine

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Salman Rushdie: Knight of the Tall Tale - New York Sun
  • St. Frederick - Catholic Online
  • Leading Men Barack Obama and John McCain Want the Biggest Role in ... - Washington Post
  • Fourth of July celebration: Take your pick - WMI Central
  • Founders’ views about religion - La Crosse Tribune
  • Posted: 06-07-2008 , 03:11 GMT (Al Bawaba)
  • A look at what people are reading this summer - Wayland Town Crier
  • "Dust and Dreams" a Reality for Musical's Creators - WGIL Radio News
  • Local author Andrew Davidson sold his first (!) book for over $1 million - but he hasn't let it go to his head (Uptown Magazine)
  • Game on! Residents turn yards into gaming destinations - TMCnet
  • Appalachian Festival begins Aug. 21; ‘Barney’ will be there (The Register-Herald)
  • The trail of political Islam - Open Democracy
  • Raymond C. Olson - Post-Journal
  • New play explores us, Internet - AZCentral.com
  • Little lost, little gained in showcase effort - Globe and Mail
 

Get a better Mortgage Rate today and save!

California Mortgage

Poetry | Home | Contact Us | Educational Resources | Vote For This Poem | Visitor Favorites

Summer School Help Beginner Math Physics Primer Chemistry Primer Intro Psychology English Primer
Intro Grammar Beginner Writing American History American Civil War Intro Biology Composition Help


Check out El-Grande Web Directory today!


www.endlesspoetry.com ©Copyright 2004 - 2007 Michael VanDeMar All Rights Reserved