English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

father poem

dice a di buoni vecchi periodi
e pane del breaketh non di più
pharaoh, re della terra dell'egitto
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
una storia molto notevole questo è
perchè allora, il mosto noi vede?
una tempesta sta guidando sulla marea
del sole né stelle
eliminazione, lottante vainly
uccelli contro il vento di aprile
dal mare scintillante
mescolisi
facce belle e tragical

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Posted: 06-07-2008 , 03:11 GMT (Al Bawaba)
  • Use poetry in the workplace, says arts conference speaker - Salt Lake Tribune
  • Arts & Books Digest - The Salinas Californian
  • The World's Greatest Moms - Thousand Oaks Acorn
  • Grads honored at kente cloth event - Fremont News-Messenger
  • Calendar for July 3 (The Milpitas Post)
  • Performance and classical music listings - Philadelphia Inquirer
  • Where poetry meets chaos - National Post
  • The censure debate: a review - Bangkok Post
  • Haden's a master of elegance - Calgary Herald
  • The still-vital Vidal - guardian.co.uk
  • BHS grads ‘broke down barriers’ at school - PNW Local News
  • Puhallo's poems are for you, pardner - Whistler Question
  • Griffin: Believing in God in a rationalistic culture - Cambridge Chronicle
  • May: the month of disarray - Columbus Dispatch
 

Refinance today and save!

Home 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