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

father poem

a mile behind
out of the deep and the dark
into the silent land
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
perhaps it is no matter that you died
some one complained to the master
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
i said, i have shut my heart
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
in the cloud-gray mornings
though i am little as all little things
just now
there's one that i once loved so much


 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • School reviewing rules after student's poem draws criticism
  • Celebrating Banjo's birthday in style
  • BWW Interview: Amanda Moresco Directs WHERE THE NUMBERS END at the Whitefire Theatre
  • Christian Author Helps Children Appreciate Christmas through Poetry
  • Turns out, dying is 'less sad' than you think
  • How a woman’s dissent led to Indian mothers getting guardianship rights to their children
  • TV Review: ‘Will,’ TNT’s Punk Rock Take on William Shakespeare
  • The Poetry of Grief
  • Alice B. McGinty: Celebrating National Poetry Month
  • Sound Theatre Company to Close 2017 Season with Victorian Poem-Inspired GOBLIN MARKET
  • HAPL to celebrate National Poetry Month with trio of events
  • Dalton Wilcox Is The Poet Laureate Of The West
  • Poem of the Day: Hogmanay by Michael Stephenson
  • Staff Picks: Books of the Year 2016—Chosen by Verso
  • FIR filed against poet for vulgar writing

Poetry | Contact Us | Educational Resources | Privacy

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

www.endlesspoetry.com ©Copyright 2004 - 2010 Michael VanDeMar All Rights Reserved