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

friend poem

estoy muriendo
pero no puedo ahora leerle
nobleza de la muerte otra vez
una sombra gris fina en el borde del pensamiento
una niebla conducĂ­a abajo
los dĂ­as melancĂłlicos han venido
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
mientras que estaba parado escuchar, discreto mudo
ella estallĂł el vino feroz

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • John Maloney's "After Work" (Seattle Times)
  • Joyce Morley-Ball, Counselor - Atlanta Journal Constitution
  • Teen Intro: Keisha Morris - FayObserver.com
  • Keeping up with local arts scene (The Herald News)
  • Acedia & Me - San Francisco Gate
  • They're tagging in praise of Jesus - Everett Herald
  • Quebe Sisters Band brings old sounds to Tin Cup Tea - Reno Gazette
  • Obama Puts Different Twist on Lipstick - Wall Street Journal
  • Refuge begins work on conservation plan - Record
  • How to fly without fear - Independent
  • 'Encounters' offers glimpse of nature at Earth's end - MLive.com
  • Historical Novel's Message More Relevant Than Ever: Gershowitz's ... - Yahoo Finance
  • 'All my relations' - Mail Tribune
  • The antidote to universal troubles (Times Online)
  • Special to The Times - Chicago Tribune
 

Thinking about Refinancing Mortgage?

Home Mortgages

December 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