English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

sympathy poem

j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
fleur blanche de mousse, fleur rouge de flamme
en septembre
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
les jours hypocrites
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
voyez, ils retournent

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • What Have I That Connects Me to Them? - Forward
  • Richard Wright: black first - Times Online
  • American Life in Poetry: Night Dive - Morris Sun Tribune
  • Elmira Kidney Walk draws 200 and raises $17,000 - Star-Gazette
  • Tragic ode to familial dysfunction - The Australian
  • Want to find Jesus? Get yourself a bag of Cheetos. (Riverfront Times)
  • Tuesday Map: Iran's blogosphere, inside and out - Foreign Policy Passport
  • Partnership To Paint Learning Experiences - Morning News
  • Hello! I'm ndrori1 (Gay Wired)
  • ‘My Brother’s Madness’ shares pain of an intimate bond - Schenectady Gazette
  • Charlotte L. Seward - Mankato Free Press
  • On the Floor: Phat heads up - Otago Daily Times
  • The laureate of all Arabs (Guardian Unlimited)
  • Former PEI poet laureate dies - CBC.ca
  • Trethewey Named Ga. Woman of the Year - Media Newswire (press release)
 

Get a better Mortgage Rate today and save!

California Mortgage

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