English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

poetry poem

havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
os poetas dizem
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
eu sou velho e cego

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Arts Calendar: 7/10-7/13 - Daily News Transcript
  • Dylan letter up for auction (icWales)
  • Inspirational Woman Writer Creates New Blog and Column for Women - PR-CANADA.net (press release)
  • Body Double - The Kingston Whig-Standard
  • On Poetry: Rhythm washes up in waves - Traverse City Record Eagle
  • Ryan Adams' Pose & Poetry To Be Published - Glide Magazine
  • Musical service offers Jesus with a touch of jazz - Louisville Courier-Journal
  • Fifth grader’s charity effort takes off in the blogosphere - Buffalo News
  • Arte Poetica--The Dream Poetry Team in Berkeley !! - Bay Area Indymedia
  • Revealed: the last paintings of a lost genius - Sunday Herald
  • The Soviet Patient: “My Heart is Black without a Grease-Paint†- ArmeniaNow.com
  • Remembering Josh: Friends gather to honor young Bluffton car-crash victim (Island Packet)
  • Heavy metal and violence: More than a myth? (CNN.com)
  • Students learn through recording (The News & Observer)
  • Writer Aleksandar Hemon resists labels - Los Angeles Times
 

Mortgage Quote

Get your Online Degrees today!

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