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!

  • A tale of two tiaras: Duchess of Cambridge and Spain’s Queen Letizia BOTH choose family heirlooms worn by their mothers-in-law at lavish state dinner (but whose jewels were ...
  • Journalist, poet Frank Marshall Davis (1905-1987) fought fascism to cure the disease of American racism
  • HCC to host Humanities Council programs
  • Winners to be announced for annual #PoetweetNYC contest
  • Chris Riddell: I told Tom Hiddleston that the new James Bond should be a middle-aged cartoonist
  • Soul Sisters Podcast: Andrea Gibson on Channeling Rage, Grief and 'Radical Self-Forgiveness' in New Poetry Projects
  • An Evening of 'Christmas Prose & Poetry' at Milntown
  • Columbus Alternative High School student finds voice in poetry
  • Boxers Against Blades: Fighter pens powerful poem to warn kids from carrying knives
  • Natural Healing: A consistent routine for sleep is vital
  • Reading Vijay Nambisan
  • Velvetine Velour
  • City Life – Mirza Ghalib’s Love Signs, Ghalib Academy
  • How the irreverent poetry of the ’60s helped spawn punk music
  • Royal Poems Which Became Hindi Film Songs

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