English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

mother poem

eu resido na montanha da tabela
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
sad são que sabem não o amor
deixe-me ser sad
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
para a verdade, para o amor
rosas e ouro
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Exhibit reveals refugee hopes, struggles - Albany Times Union
  • Seniors enjoy day at barrier-free camp (The Ann Arbor News)
  • ACTC offers numerous summer programs for kids - Herald-Dispatch
  • Getting into the swing of summer in Rifle - Glenwood Springs Post Independent
  • Pupil's poem bearing fruit - Scotsman
  • Gallery listings -- Published Aug. 7, 2008 - Stockton Record
  • Book reading at Pohai Nani - Honolulu Advertiser
  • Manchester writers give sneak preview of new work - University of Manchester
  • Agenda Lead| - Philadelphia citypaper.net
  • PHOTO BY D. BRIAN BURGHART - Reno News & Review
  • How to navigate the Bible - Canada.com
  • Petty puts on powerful, flashy show (The Buffalo News)
  • Florida Book Awards has call for entries - Fort Pierce Tribune
  • Read the movie - GQ
  • Fearless but peaceful - The London Free Press
 

Refinance today and save!

Florida 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