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

christian poetry

che probabilitĂ  spiteful ruba i unawares
nelle mattine nube-grige
riempio questa tazza
era una bellezza nei giorni
tre anni fa oggi
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
composto del loveliness da solo
ha detto
è andato
per guardare tutto il giorno l'onda blu arricciarsi e rompersi
gaily attraverso i campi abbiamo ballato
uno per uno, come va da un albero

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Urban Music Week starts Friday (East York Mirror)
  • The art of peace - Calgary Herald
  • Jack Mitchell’s swan song : Big band leader is leaving Bella Vista - Weekly Vista
  • Gentleman Ronnie made everyone around him feel better about themselves - Irish Independent
  • Prof Zubair defends thesis on Qalandar Moomand - The News - International
  • Irondequoit's Sal Parlato Jr. is in the Author Spotlight - Rochester Democrat and Chronicle
  • Gargoyle author takes buzz in stride - Brantford Expositor
  • Sydney Opera House, Sydney - Sydney Morning Herald
  • Doctor on a musical journey - Citizen Matters
  • The Dawn of Global Trade — Part II (The Globalist)
  • Fashionably late (Guardian Unlimited)
  • A metamorphosis of readers’ taste & writers’ vocation - The Statesman
  • At writing camp, schlepping goes with scholarship - The Associated Press
  • Living The 'Mad Men' Life In New York - Hartford Courant
  • Travel briefs - Times and Democrat
 

Refinancing today can save you big bucks!

Home 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