English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

sad poetry

eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
têm você andar visto através da vila
caras bonitas, tragical
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
sumário em uma noite do vôo
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
cão do gingham e o gato do calico
eu vi com olhos abertos

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Cuba In A Different Light - Tampa Tribune
  • Whitby plays host to African beat - Scarborough Today
  • Fourth of July celebration: Take your pick - TriVallyCentral
  • Sean Connery's memoirs no "kiss and tell" - Reuters
  • The Word Was With God, And The Word Was God - Seattlest
  • Summer Jazz—Still Cookin’ at the Artists Quarter in August - Jazz Police
  • Jayne Anne Phillips's top 10 books about motherhood - guardian.co.uk
  • Remembering Betsy - Inquirer.net
  • We Have So Few - Kommersant
  • South Africa: We Are Not Like Them - AllAfrica.com
  • Palestinians plan 'state' funeral for poet Darwish (AFP via Yahoo! News)
  • Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets Invitational Poetry Marathon - Isthmus
  • Angelou, Lear named for 2008 Marian Anderson Award - Forbes
  • Arkin praises 'poetry fan' Wilson - Digital Spy
  • Sam Hunt and Montana Poetry Day -Friday 18 July (Scoop.co.nz)
 

Mortgage Quote

Home Mortgages

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