English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian | Romanian

poem

vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
dal profondo e l'oscurità
non ho saputo mai che la terra ha avuta così tanto oro
poiché ho ritenuto il senso della morte
gli archi del ponticello rosso
sono andati i tre, quelle sorelle rare
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
appena come mie barrette su queste chiavi
tristemente parlando
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
forse è materia che avete morto
perchè
all'alba, ha detto

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Great poet's grave stokes Civil War dispute - San Diego Union-Tribune
  • Firmin: when all else fails, wait for your rat - Telegraph.co.uk
  • Restaurant to host poetry readings (Portsmouth Daily Times)
  • When tolerance becomes negligence - St. Louis Post-Dispatch
  • A new perspective - News-Leader.com
  • Stooping to honor Stopes - renewamerica.us
  • Elma Board Approves Emergency Notification System (East Aurora Advertiser)
  • A play, a pie and a pint ... and now a punch-up - Sunday Herald
  • OJ Associate Has Advertising Plans - RedOrbit
  • 'Gargoyle' author takes buzz over novel in stride (Jam! Showbiz)
  • Around Town - Juneau Empire (subscription)
  • Amul Star Voice Of India contestants speak... - Hindustan Times
  • Heart of Darkness (Express India)
  • That Guy Next to Palin - Slate
  • Strib Senate poll: Al gains on Norm with Dean's help - MinnPost.com
 

Refinance Mortgage

Second Mortgages

December 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