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

poem

si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
j'ai su le silence des étoiles et de la mer
à ce qui une femme la comparera aimée
pas du monde large de totalité
exprimons nos passions plus basses
les jours hypocrites
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
s'est levé et l'ambre était le coucher du soleil sur le fleuve
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
quand le voile des yeux est soulevé

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Kobe Bryant Follows A Legendary NBA Career By Performing Slam Poetry About ‘Family Matters’ On ‘Fallon’
  • Saba Naqvi - Chandigarh Tribune
  • Ángel García Named Winner of CantoMundo Poetry Prize
  • Visiting Writers Series Welcomes Dr. Emily Rosko
  • Love, murder and a mystery: Unlikely friendship springs from 1968 Vancouver killing
  • Flash Fiction: A list of places to submit your work
  • How One Florida Woman Plunged a Wedding Into Absolute Chaos
  • Poetic Names for Girls: Christabel and Corinna
  • Sudbury's poet laureate aims to make poetry more visible with new project
  • Colombian-American brings a new voice to Midland Storytelling Festival
  • Poetry in Motion: August Wilson, Sonia Sanchez Inspire Two New Musicals
  • On resilience and hope in Bengali verse
  • Poetry has healing power for veterans
  • Milford's Poet Laureate Visits East Shore
  • 19th Annual Poetry Slam Returning To Cleveland Heights

Poetry | Home | Contact Us | Educational Resources | Privacy

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

www.endlesspoetry.com ©Copyright 2004 - 2010 Michael VanDeMar All Rights Reserved