English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

type of poem

love me at last, or if you will not
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
weak-winged is song
we break the glass whose sacred wine
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
be not angry with me
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
god
i've won the race
that year
in and of itself

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Meet Amitabh, Bollywood's multi-talented wordsmith - CNN-IBN
  • CD COMBINES CHORAL, SPOKEN WORD - Guelph Mercury
  • Library holds teen club, poetry night - Stamford Advocate
  • Sounds of final partings fill Schultz’s verse - Kansas City Star
  • For adoptive family in Chester, love abounds - The Union Leader
  • Abu Dhabi revives interest in poetry in Arab World - Middle East Online
  • Club hoppin', June 13 (Rocky Mountain News)
  • River Clyde's classroom connection - Scottish Enterprise
  • Army Wives: Unchartered Territory - TV Squad
  • Announcing the teams competing at the National Poetry Slam 2008 in Madison (Isthmus)
  • A world without Montana (The Star-Ledger)
  • Vilhelm Hammershøi: her indoors - Daily Telegraph
  • Wedding Bells In The Future For Johannson, Reynolds - Tampa Tribune
  • THE DYLAN PRISON, ANYONE? - South Wales Evening Post
  • Mary Lois Shepp had a way with words - Kansas City Star
 

Refinancing Mortgages can save you money!

Get your Online Degree today!

November 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