English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

christmas poetry

eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
na meia-noite
seu cabelo bonito
e ainda andaram sobre
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
eu sou o vento que wavers
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
fraco-é voada a canção

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Hot summer reads - DesMoinesRegister.com
  • Young poets on parade... - Halifax Today
  • Students of the Month - The Free Lance-Star
  • Airports as amusement parks (Express India)
  • Be sure to thank a nurse this week - Vacaville Reporter
  • Seven Stages Publishing House, LLC is Proud to Announce the Book ... - PR-CANADA.net (press release)
  • Emmet Meara: Man facial turns big oaf into beautiful metrosexual (Bangor Daily News)
  • Owasso School News (OR) - Owasso Reporter
  • Feast on Old Songs - Albany Times Union
  • Profile: Steve Lambert - Adweek
  • Church services and events - Independent
  • Gay Giardini | KXNet.com North Dakota News - Reiten Television KXMB Bismarck
  • TV's "Laugh-in" comic Dick Martin dies in Calif (WOOD TV 8 Grand Rapids)
  • General Sadler and the Black Widow — part 2 - Clinton Herald
  • Inside the Beltway (Guardian Unlimited)
 

Refinancing Mortgages can save you money!

California Mortgages

December 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