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

math poem

j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
ainsi tombé
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
mais alas, rêves justes

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • World Affairs Forum sponsors poetry reading - Setonian
  • Owning Serenity - The Ledger
  • 2nd Edition of the Montréal Pride Celebrations - From August 14 to ... - CNW Telbec (Communiqués de presse)
  • Israel's Nazi-porn problem - Salon
  • At the library - Wicked Local Roslindale
  • Shorts: Art - J. - the Jewish News weekly of Northern California
  • Howell Schools sign movie contract - Kalamazoo Gazette
  • Carling Cup Third Round - Guardian Unlimited
  • Book Signings and events this week - Long Beach Press-Telegram
  • Sixth annual Fridge Theatre Festival will again bring the best to ... - Bowen Island Undercurrent
  • The New World (filmcritic.com)
  • Country music stars coming to town - Abilene Reporter-News
  • Bigg Boss episode 24 – Preview - Masala
  • TAKE 2 take off! - Malta Independent Online
  • AP Lies About Obama's Red Mentor - Right Side News
 

Refinancing Mortgages can save you money!

Florida Mortgages

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