English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

baby poem

vous pensez, mon garçon, quand je mets mes bras autour de vous
l'obscurité
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi
exprimons nos passions plus basses
à partir du sud à la coupure du jour
un regard est mais un rayon
elle a éclaté le vin féroce
une fois ce gazon mou
en dessous de cette tombe modeste un conqueror se trouve

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • British cars on display at Fort Meigs (The Toledo Blade)
  • Coastal's cafeteria champ (Jacksonville Daily News)
  • Queen is asked to appoint first female Poet Laureate after 22 men ... - Independent
  • Isabella de'Medici, By Caroline P Murphy - The Independent
  • Special events: Bike to the Bay ready to start benefit rides (The Toledo Blade)
  • IN YOUR OPINION, IS MAJOR LEAGUE BASEBALL FIXED? - OpEdNews
  • Psst! Something's bothering your pet (Detroit Free Press)
  • BOOK REVIEW A Question of Gravity and Light - Windy City Times
  • FBI investigate Shakespeare theft drama - Sunderland Echo
  • Latest Reviews: July 3, 2008 - LA City Beat
  • Clubs: Wilmington Civitan Club awards scholarships - StarNewsOnline.com
  • Elusive actress Debra Winger comes out from the shadows - New Jersey Jewish Standard
  • Time Off Europe Calendar - Wall Street Journal
  • posted by Henrik Petersson on Wed 14th Apr 2004 21:15 UTC (OS News)
  • An artful idea - Tasley Eastern Shore News
 

Thinking about Refinancing Mortgage?

Get your Online Degrees today!

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