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

grandma poem

basculé dans le berceau du profond
vers l'arrière, tournez vers l'arrière
peu de parc que je traverse
environ porté plainte au maître
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
je les ai entendus la nuit
élever, comme vent a soufflé
j'ai aimé une femme
sous un arbre de propagation de châtaigne

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • NEWS: Beyond the Call: Stewart, Kawiaka and Coggins (The Dartmouth)
  • Mbeki's self-fulfilling prophecy - Politicsweb
  • Son's Remembrance Day poem makes mom proud - Timmins Daily Press
  • Thank the Lord - guardian.co.uk
  • News in brief (West Salem Coulee News)
  • Dacula students find common ground with veterans - Atlanta Journal Constitution
  • Camilla Granlien Band - Musikkinformasjonssenteret
  • An outport take on suburban angst - Globe and Mail
  • Stop bashing the Arabs - La Crosse Tribune
  • Heritage House Guild - Atlantic News Telegraph
  • Rollicking Rhymes (Las Vegas Review-Journal)
  • Dinner for two, tickets to a top comedy gig and one night in a ... - guardian.co.uk
  • Japan Festival continues for second year despite wet weekend weather - MLive.com
  • Chorny Sasha - Russia-InfoCenter
  • Craig briefs for Sept. 26 - Craig Daily Press
 

Looking into a Refinance?

Second 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