English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

pumpkin poem

il pietoso piccolo, portato, facce ridere
era una bellezza nei giorni
siete il mio compagno
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
fra le montagne ho vagato
ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
è venuto prenderlo dalla mano
la mia anima è un campo arato scuro
perchè così triste mio bello?
era un oysterman giovane alto

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • "The Real is Just as Magical as the Fictitious": An Intimate Talk ... - PopMatters
  • Sensei Jim Says: Casablanca - Cinematic Happenings Under Development
  • Audio reviews: 'Untitled,' by nas - Dubuque Telegraph Herald
  • Musical Inspiration (Contract Magazine)
  • Yeats is poetry in motion as he equals Sagaro - Times Online
  • Art Feature - Artvoice
  • Protesters spend the night in parking lot - Examiner.com
  • Deer Lake woman exchanges poem for donations to Stephan Hopkins ... - Western Star
  • Steppenwolf trifecta takes on love, fear and the workplace - Chicago Tribune
  • A Hollywood Lens on Politics (Washington Post)
  • Labor Day Weekend Picks -- Jazz, Acrobatics, Shopping, Tennis, and Much More (About.com)
  • Poetry in motion - Savannah Morning News
  • Canadian novelist, poet Margaret Atwood wins Spanish literary award (Minneapolis-St. Paul Star Tribune)
  • BOOK WISE (Express India)
  • Brad Davis To Read Poetry - Hartford Courant
 

Get better Mortgage Rates today and save!

Get your Online Degrees today!

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