English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

life poetry

penso spesso alla città bella
il sole è in su
la nerezza
nella terra silenziosa
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
sono vecchio e cieco
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
ma alas, sogni giusti
deve andare indietro, ha detto
sopra il fiume, sulla collina
ma non posso ora leggerlo
dal mare scintillante
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Honoring the past North Hudson residents raise the flag for ... - Union City Reporter
  • DJ says Wilmington needs dedicated hip-hop venue - Delaware Online
  • Animal whisperers help you communicate with your pets (AP via Yahoo! News)
  • A child running with terror (Detroit Free Press)
  • Night Owl: A Backyard Resort - Hartford Advocate
  • Venue hosts poetry contest (The Daily Texan)
  • Share your poems over a cup of coffee - Hendon & Finchley Times
  • Fantabulosa portrayal - Manchester Evening News
  • Calendar -- Des Moines - DesMoinesRegister.com
  • Salon's guide to summer music festivals - Salon
  • Take Back the Night, self-empowers - SMC Collegian
  • Cold Snack Devoured by Poetry Award Judges (Scoop.co.nz)
  • A Leader Turned Ghost (New York Times)
  • Film Review: Angst abounds in Scandanavian 'Reprise' - U-Wire.com
  • Mountain News: LEED certification gaining ground - Pique newsmagazine
 

Refinancing today can save you big bucks!

California Mortgages

Mortgage News Archives

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