English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

poem

sposti la terra in tempo nuvoloso
il mio dispiacere, quando č qui con me
scuro-eyed
il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
quindi non posso
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
ciň č la canzone della gioventů
ed il mio nome č sincero
quando venite stasera
dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
non sia arrabbiato con me

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Growing java franchise shop is on the go (Daily Press)
  • Biden overcomes a life defined by family tragedy (Victoria Times Colonist)
  • Far-flung adventures, simple lessons - Austin American-Statesman
  • The Inevitable Rise and Liberation of Saul Williams - BlackBook Magazine
  • In Cuba: Casa de las AmĂ©ricas will participate in the Festival of ... - Cuba Headlines
  • Time for Media and Feminists to Penetrate Prostitution: On The Issues ... - PR Newswire
  • Injured ironworker paid with wet $2 bill - Vancouver Courier
  • Judge Hull Remembered As Man Of Strong Faith - Greeneville Sun
  • Merchant of Venice - Jewish Theatre
  • Norfolk pair's Polo adventure - Norwich Evening News
  • Wednesday, June 11th - Southwest Journal
  • Encore Offers New Mini-Courses For Fall - The Chattanoogan
  • Culture at the Marxism 2008 festival - Socialistworker.co.uk
  • Music, poetry for refugees - Northern Rivers Echo
  • U.Va. Arts Chief to Spend Summer Immersed in All Things O'Keeffe - University of Virginia
 

Refinancing Mortgages can save you money!

Second Mortgage

Free Simple Mortgage Calculator

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