English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

retirement poem

a bird sang
there are gains for all our losses
just as my fingers on these keys
why so sad my lovely one?
long ago, in the young moonlight
with the meek, brown eyes
through the broad earth's aching breast
take my bracelets
there by the window in the old house

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Sanitation message spreads through laughter - Guardian Unlimited
  • The Government of Canada Supports Festival des ecrits de l'ombre - Market Wire
  • Petersburg standout carries big skills, hairstyle to all-star game - Inrich.com
  • I don't favor polygamy, but I know firsthand the zealous reach of ... - Lodi News-Sentinel
  • 'She gave young people inspiration' - Daily Local News
  • Feel the pulse - Star-ecentral.com
  • Ari Pahala Hutabarat: Teacher of Lampung's rising poets - Jakarta Post
  • Sony Creative Software Announces Finalists in “Technology in ... - Business Wire (press release)
  • BOOKS (Biased Observations On Kids’ Books) - The Topsail Advertiser
  • Three Books On Being Black In America In 1900 - Houston Chronicle
  • Michael B. Casey, 76 - Baltimore Sun
  • Monastery launches video-sharing Web site - Vindicator
  • MUSIC: Spin this (Colorado Daily)
  • Rose Court honors students at Mitchellville school - Business Gazette
  • Letter: Thanks to all who made literary festival a success - Newburyport Daily News
 

Refinance today and save!

Florida Mortgages

Mortgage News Archives

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