English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

poem and quote

there are three ways in which men take
wheel me down by the meadow
within my hand i hold
there is a country full of wine
made up of loveliness alone
he came and took me by the hand
brief on a flying night
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
when i was a boy at college
in the cloud-gray mornings
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
as it

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • DUI Series: Nine-year sentence is not long enough (York Daily Record)
  • Roger rises toFrench challenge - Liverpool Echo
  • Phil W. Cauley - Staunton News Leader
  • Summer fun on tap at Christ the King (The Reporter)
  • Profile - Pierre Salvadori - The List
  • St. Petersburg mom has five reasons to be happy - St. Petersburg Times
  • Check out what’s happening soon in the Peninsula library system - Peninsula Gateway
  • Play review: 'Twelfth Night' at Boscobel in Garrison - Times Herald-Record
  • Lung power keeps MPs awake (The Times of India)
  • Descent of the Eloi - guardian.co.uk
  • Smart People (15) - Manchester Evening News
  • Evening of poetry, music at Twisted Fig in Mansfield reminiscent ... - Mansfield News Journal
  • Tantingco: The King and his Prince (Sun Star)
  • Stephen Burt on Philip K. Dick - London Review of Books (subscription)
  • Dangerous crossing (Boston Globe)
 

Looking into a Refinance?

Second Mortgage

Mortgage News Archives

Poetry | 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