English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

suicide poem

they in the darkness gather and ask
all quiet along the potomac
white foam flower, red flame flower
the poets tell
i saw god. do you doubt it?
in mournful numbers
there were three in the meadow by the brook
let me be sad
he speaks not well
there is a city, builded by no hand
when the hours of day are numbered

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Barack Obama rally draws 75,000 in Portland, Oregon - News.com.au
  • Scott Schwartz brings Willa Cather's novel to the stage, with her ... - Ventura County Star
  • Helping kids discover poetry - phillyBurbs.com
  • The blunt bard of Wiebo country - Edmonton Journal
  • College program may lift students - News-Leader.com
  • Literary North Carolina - Rocky Mount Telegram
  • Accolades, May 23 (Wichita Falls Times Record News)
  • Feast at Forest Fest - Alberni Valley News
  • A Sufi's Ghost, a novel by Mark Biskeborn, dramatizes how a woman ... - Send2Press (press release)
  • A-Rod, Madonna, a marriage made in heaven - Eureka Reporter
  • Kayaking Accident Claims the Life of Idaho Poet, Author & Photographer - Fox 12 Boise
  • Teen of the Week: - HometownAnnapolis.com
  • Batman Is Back — The TIME Review - TIME
  • BOOKS Fire in the hole!: David Sedaris - Windy City Times
  • Imitation leads to superficial productions: vocalist Nazeri - MehrNews.com
 

Get a Home Equity Loan today and save!

California Mortgages

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