English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

fall poem

ci sono guadagni per tutte le nostre perdite
ma alas, sogni giusti
il più triste dell'anno
ci è un'ora di riposo pacifico
nobility della morte ancora
le tonalità della notte stavano cadendo velocemente
persino avrebbe suo scherzo

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • BREATHLESS AND TIMELESS - New York Press-Follow The Leader Blog
  • In brief: City of God director tackles Shakespeare - guardian.co.uk
  • Learn Tamil poetry, the musical way - Newindpress
  • Laura Sherman, 78; opened class, heart to needy children - Boston Globe
  • New twists for Warped tour - The Star-Ledger - NJ.com
  • High Growth Forecasted for the World Vending Machines Market - Market Wire (press release)
  • Mouth music - Isthmus
  • Technically Incorrect - CNET News
  • Independent View: The Marriage's Rod Humble - IGN
  • The private life of a courtier unmasked - guardian.co.uk
  • A few of our favorite Patriots cheerleaders - RealFootball365.com
  • An interesting culture related project has been launched in ... - Polish Radio External Service
  • Yasmin Alibhai-Brown: Religions should not be allowed to make ghettos - Independent
  • Community lifted me from grief over brother's murder - Rochester Democrat and Chronicle
  • The subject is itself - Globe and Mail
 

Refinance today and save!

Home Mortgages

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