English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian | Romanian

cowboy poetry

beneath my window in a city street
shadows lay along broadway
the snow whispers about me
no prey am i of poor thoughts
when night drifts along the streets of the city
now while my lips are living
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
have you not heard
last midnight
i know what you're going to say
when i returned at sunset
i love my life, but not too well
god


 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Rekhta Foundation
  • A Poem For Peter: The Story of Ezra Jack Keats and the Creation of The Snowy Day
  • Madison elementary poets read to Patriots jazz
  • Happy Birthday Amitabh Bachchan: Lesser known fact about the megastar
  • Authors to give talk, put on workshop at SNC
  • Press Release: First Book and Penguin Random House Partner to Bring Brand New Books and Red Mittens to Kids in Need Through Red Mitten Campaign
  • Ask Anna: After failed marriage, I've forgotten how to love
  • Of love and protest
  • Hanging Out With the Dream King
  • The Earth Speaks to Us Through Poetry and Data
  • Text Messages and Millennial Adultery: On Sally Rooney’s ‘Conversations with Friends’
  • Gael Garcia Bernal Tells the Story of a Refugee's Love Poem
  • Dating poems - Mens cupid costume - Yellow book
  • Jon English’s family share his final recording for World War I tribute album Remembrance
  • The Physics of Race, History, and Everyday Life

Poetry | Contact Us | Educational Resources | Privacy

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

www.endlesspoetry.com ©Copyright 2004 - 2010 Michael VanDeMar All Rights Reserved