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

kid poem

vous ĂŞtes clair
il y a mille années silencieuses
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
une petite pêche dans le verger s'est développée
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
exister de cygne
donc je ne puis pas
le soleil a fait un pas vers le bas de son trĂ´ne d'or
une vie sur la vague d'océan
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
je ne brûle aucun encens
parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • 21st Century Streets - PPOLNews (press release)
  • School briefs - Gresham Outlook
  • A response to Ismail Lagardien’s “We do not have to apologise for ... - Thought Leader
  • Best entertainment bets for Sept. 26-Oct. 3 (Pioneer Press)
  • Ain’t no mountain high enough - Sovo.com
  • PAL ensures literature preservation - Daily Times
  • Introducing the Cast of the New Musical Romantic Poetry - Broadway.com
  • Watchung resident celebrates 107th birthday - MyCentralJersey.com
  • Poet to America's `first black president' not expecting to read at ... - Minneapolis Star Tribune
  • "To Siberia": A life, and family, disrupted by Nazis - Seattle Times
  • COMMUNITY BRIEFS (Asheville Citizen-Times)
  • CD Review: Pillars & Tongues comes east from the Midwest - U-Wire.com
  • VATICAN Synod Enters Second Stage To Frame Proposals - Union of Catholic Asian News
  • Boyd Tonkin: Breaking the ice for poetry and pop (Independent)
  • All That Life Contains, Contained (New York Times)
 

Get better Mortgage Rates today and save!

Florida Mortgages

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