English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

love friendship poem

sob a folha dusky do laurel
diga-me não
doubtless eu recordo ainda
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
nós colocamos
vinho velho a beber
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
ame-me no último, ou se você não
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
fraco-é voada a canção
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
talvez
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
em seus regimentals ásperos

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Public Health: Always more to discover - Halifax-Plympton Reporter
  • Artscape offers tantalising fare - ArtslinkNews
  • THIS ABOVE ALL - Tribune
  • Longtime letter-writer dies (Albany Democrat-Herald)
  • Popular Authors Sign On For National Book Festival - News Channel 8
  • Serenity Prayer faces challenge on authorship (International Herald Tribune)
  • Engrossing ‘Dark Knight’ redefines genre - Aspen Times
  • Space Foundation Gives Nod To Poetry, Awards Vanna Bonta - HULIQ (press release)
  • Funky fair is all about art, fashion - DetNews.com
  • Knee deep in Finns: Naselle Festival celebrates culture and community - Longview Daily News
  • Dooley Noted tries 'to give people a moment' - Battle Creek Enquirer
  • Art: Form trumps Function - Minneapolis Star Tribune
  • Get free tickets to 'Wheel' show - Honolulu Star-Bulletin
  • Just a dance among friends - The Age
  • Children’s author in city to help teachers inspire their pupils - Liverpool Daily Post
 

Looking into a Refinance?

California Mortgage

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