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

brother poem

não gire sua cabeça
são você acordado?
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
eu vi com olhos abertos
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
os dias hypocritic

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Candlelight vigil planned - Youngstown Vindicator
  • Macbeth as Othello, and other players - Daily Telegraph
  • NO LONGER THE DON The great man not only shed pieces of himself ... - Entertainment Weekly
  • Local musician releases CD with concert on Thursday - Summit Daily News
  • Green Mountain Coffee Roasters, Inc. To Feature Winning Poetry On ... - AMonline.com
  • Sky High - VoiceofDance.com
  • Cool App of the Moment - Times Union Blogs
  • Event to support veterans - Dorset Echo
  • Sean Connery's memoirs no "kiss and tell" - Reuters
  • Diversions for July 24, 2008 - Evansville Courier & Press
  • Redhill named Griffin Poetry Prize judge (Jam! Showbiz)
  • Your purchases from the NPR Store support WAMU 88.5 - WAMU
  • When your grown child is far away - Christian Science Monitor
  • Arts news in Scotland - Metro
  • Interview: The Team Behind 'Hamlet 2' - Artistdirect.com
 

Looking into a Refinance?

Second Mortgage

November 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