English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

sorry poem

white foam flower, red flame flower
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
often i think of the beautiful town
why are the things that have no death
i have heard that a certain princess
before the solemn bronze saint
winged shadows sweeping by
i love to steal awhile away
all my love for my sweet
over the river they beckon to me
i bid them all farewell
as a naked man i go
though love repine, and reason chafe
i cannot always feel his greatness

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • National Arts Centre 'Legend' dies - Globe and Mail
  • Will beltway pave over the past? - YourHub.com
  • Saturday, July 19, 2008 (Fort Worth Weekly)
  • And so, the point of no return is almost upon us - Irish Independent
  • Tracking a Mass. murder mystery - Boston Globe
  • Lit fest needs more big-name authors - Kansas City Star
  • REVIEW: The Edge Of Love (15) - Entertainmentwise
  • I love you back - Observer Today
  • Get ready to shop! Tremont Art Walk set for Friday, June 13 - Cleveland Plain Dealer
  • 'Twilight' Tuesday Exclusive: Stephenie Meyer Announces 'Breaking Dawn' Tour Dates With Blue October's Justin ... (MTV Music Television)
  • Local poet's book of poetry nominated for Pulitzer Prize, National ... - West Hartford News
  • Fairy Spring opened in 1937 - Oneonta Daily Star
  • 'Mother's Day is a stupid concept' - Sify
  • Austin calendar of events - Post-Bulletin
  • Katie Couric, YouTube Star/ (Nevada Appeal)
 

Looking into a Refinance?

Second Mortgage

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