English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

good bye poem

i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
in mournful numbers
which keeps
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
god
with the sunset
when freedom from her mountain height
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
do you hear the rain?
for then without
why then, must we see?

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Black culture is right ‘under our nose’ - Minnesota Spokesman Recorder
  • North Student News (Pittsburgh Post-Gazette)
  • Students compete in poems - Statesman Journal
  • Regional Calendar (Baltimore Sun)
  • Saundria Small Designs Applause Cover - UA Fort Smith News
  • Happy Birthday, Archibald MacLeish! - Arizona Daily Star
  • How We Met: Paul Simonon & Peter Ackroyd - Independent
  • Dylan, Tracy Letts Win Pulitzer Nods - The Associated Press
  • Dylan wins Pulitzer; Nobel should be next (seriously!) - Tuscaloosa News (subscription)
  • The element of evil absent in 'Resistance' - Chicago Tribune
  • Red Ink magazine celebrates latest edition - Indian Country Today
  • Impact Art Exhibit with Kooser Theme at Neihardt - KTIV
  • BOOK REVIEW: When Robert Frost met Khrushchev - The Wichita Eagle
  • Arts & Entertainment - UNLV The Rebel Yell
  • Ray City mayor gets poetic in new book (The Valdosta Daily Times)
 

Refinancing Mortgages can save you money!

Get your Online Degrees today!

December 2007 Mortgage News

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