English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

mother poem

o giusta e stately domestica, di cui occhi
vado il mio senso complacently
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
le ombre delle navi
così perso
da solo
ho fatto una volta soltanto un voto, uno
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
quel compagno sconosciuto è venuto sul mescolareare i piedi

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Holocaust insights, Science Olympiad success - DavidsonNews.net
  • WriteRhymes.com - Rapping Made Easy - Killer Startups
  • Calendar: This week in Davidson, Aug. 13-19 - Nashville Tennessean
  • Amis just one chapter in a stellar event for book-lovers - Irish Independent
  • The Art of Mud - Living on the Earth
  • BEST BETS (The Sarasota Herald-Tribune)
  • 10,000 attend funeral procession : Palestinians bury Darwish in ... - Daily Times
  • Thornton Academy announces senior honors - KeepMEcurrent.com
  • First novel shortlisted for top book award (Scoop.co.nz)
  • Entertainment Calendar for July 3 - July 10 - NRToday.com
  • Lost Dylan poetry surfaces with '60s Hollywood photos - International Herald Tribune
  • The London Magazine goes Arab - Saudi Gazette
  • Famed Palestinian poet Darwish dies in Houston (The Bryan-College Station Eagle)
  • Guitar Hero star of Portsmouth Library's first Teen Game Night - Foster's Daily Democrat
  • From the Stacks by Nanette Morges - Norwalk Hour
 

Get better Mortgage Rates today and save!

Florida Mortgages

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