English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

love poem quote

j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumičre
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
pour vętir la pensée ardente
avant le saint en bronze solennel

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Adobe Bookstore - San Francisco Examiner
  • Yes, You Can Think and Still Blow Things Up - Cape Breton Post
  • Nightlife Calendar: 08/22/2008 - Traverse City Record Eagle
  • A clear-eyed look (The Philadelphia Inquirer)
  • Songs of the soil - Calcutta Telegraph
  • Cancer victim wrote book for fellow patients - Toledo Blade
  • Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish buried in Ramallah with highest ... - Haaretz.com
  • Nozstock Festival 2008!! listings - Skiddle.com
  • War in Pieces: Combat Paper Project Sees Veterans Use Uniforms to Heal - Martha's Vineyard Gazette
  • Artists pay tribute to Hone Tuwhare - Scoop
  • Walk the line - hotpress.com (subscription)
  • Springfield Little Theatre still seeks historical stories (The Springfield News-Leader)
  • Weekend Picks -- Music, Beckett, and Edible Plants (About.com)
  • Ballet Miscellany - Arts Journal
  • Kate Clanchy's workshop (Guardian Unlimited)
 

Looking into a Refinance?

Get your Online Degree today!

November 2007 Mortgage News

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