English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

erotic poem

si él
en septiembre
porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
con alegría y maravilla
para la verdad, para el amor
quién ama la lluvia
ochenta años han pasado, y más
para venir tan pronto a esto imaginaba obscuridad
muy bien, usted liberales
por el puente grosero
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
pienso a menudo en la ciudad hermosa
déjenos compasión los de quienes sea mejor que nosotros son
tormenta

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Creativity is the Answer - American Chronicle
  • It is wrong to repress students whose writing contains violence - and ... - Guardian Unlimited
  • 5 outstanding educators are honored - Staten Island Advance - SILive.com
  • On the dusty road to redemption - Christian Science Monitor
  • Urdu Rubaiyat now in Polish - New Kerala
  • The New Zealand Post National Schools Poetry Awards 2008
  • 2008 Pulitzer Prize winners - Belleville News Democrat
  • He shows no signs of a Beckian slip - Philadelphia Inquirer
  • Obama’s Red Mentor Praised Red Army - Canada Free Press
  • Sodus Man Charged with DWI After Dec. Crash (R News)
  • Live music events from Roanoke to Blacksburg - Roanoke Times
  • N.H. slam poets ready for sophomore year at nationals - Nashua Telegraph
  • Watch Big Sport devour itself, but please don't weep
  • IN MEMORIAM: Si Wakesberg - Recycling Today
  • Garden Club meeting will focus on dunes (The Holland Sentinel)
 

Is Refinancing right for you?

Get your Online Degrees 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