English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

love poetry chat

il corpo puň limitare
per potere vedere ogni lato di ogni domanda
mai in tutta la mia vita
il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
sopra i tetti corra le ombre delle nubi
fra le montagne ho vagato
dolce e forte
nel porto di nuovo York
con i suoi capelli che flaying sfrenatamente
cane dal percalle ed il gatto del calicň
ho avuto un sogno e mi sono svegliato con esso
travails della terra
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Dinner, drinks & a movie: Bricco, Bar Cento's Bell's Two Hearted Ale ... - Cleveland Plain Dealer
  • Former dancer refocuses life goals because of MS - Argus Leader
  • Oh, last communion in the haze, - Pittsburg Morning Sun
  • Valley Briefing (The Beacon News)
  • Tahira Hyman's "I Am," Georgia Poetry Society and improv Sex & the ... - Southern Voice
  • Religion Calendar: 07/12/2008 - Traverse City Record Eagle
  • Pride in Monessen Remains Strong - RedOrbit
  • Perfect harmony: Opening reception for CJ Bradford and Beverly ... - Norman Transcript
  • In search of an authentic Arab self - Daily Telegraph
  • Storying it's okay - Nassau Guardian
  • Not-your-average beach books - SouthCoastToday.com
  • Visual Mind Games - NY Arts Magazine
  • Letters: Fathers (Independent)
  • Comic Dick Martin dies at 86 (NBC 10 Providence)
  • 10 for the Road (The Philadelphia Inquirer)
 

Refinance Mortgage

Florida Mortgages

November 2007 Mortgage News

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