English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

sad poetry

just as my fingers on these keys
in september
but i cannot read you now
once this soft turf
happiness
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
stuff of the moon
gaily through the fields we danced
i have had one fear in my life
in their ragged regimentals

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Local poets will be honored today - Dubuque Telegraph Herald
  • Obama factor and Iran - Persian Journal
  • 1. THE MUPPETS TAKE WASHINGTON - Washington Post
  • Stolen $30M Shakespeare book found - CNBC
  • Reliving Grandma Tales - Delhi Newsline
  • Yeats Meets the Digital Age, Full of Passionate Intensity (New York Times)
  • 'The Earl Sande Saga' chronicles legendary jockey - WMI Central
  • Laurie Anderson's `Homeland' Targets Iraq War; Lou Reed Cameo - Bloomberg
  • Poetry collaboration across the Irish Sea - Journal Live
  • Olde Towne Block Party to Feature Student Art Show this Friday at ... - The Times-Picayune - NOLA.com
  • WIU celebrates African women writers, Achebe - Daily Sun
  • Arthur and Alene - Wicked Local Rochester
  • Summer's cool: Summer camp opportunities - Las Cruces Sun-News
  • Poet Kay Ryan is named poet laureate of US for year - International Herald Tribune
  • Today's Herald - Calgary Herald
 

Get better Mortgage Rates today and save!

Home Mortgages

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