English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

writing poetry

there's one that i once loved so much
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
through the broad earth's aching breast
i cannot always feel his greatness
there are three ways in which men take
gone are the three, those sisters rare
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • All about my mother - Guardian
  • Diversions:Coming attractions - St. Petersburg Times
  • Battle grounds: Four coffee shop owners share how they compete with ...
  • The Country Travel - Mother Earth News
  • Patient Erie Times-News readers ask questions - GoErie.com
  • A fish tale you can believe
  • Fisher takes 'Wishful Drinking' on Tour - Broadway World
  • Iraqi Women Quietly Endure Horrors of War
  • Jacksonville debutantes announced - Florida Times-Union
  • Cleveland's gambling for charity expanding from 20 to 46 weeks - Akron Beacon Journal
  • Horton Hears a Who!: Dust in the wind (Isthmus)
  • Poetry in Motion (Phoenix New Times)
  • Writers win Russian-language gongs - RussiaToday
  • Mexican day laborers as comedy? Just ask Culture Clash| Page 2 (Orange County Register)
  • Sportsbooks: How familiarity breeds contempt - Telegraph.co.uk
 

Get a better Mortgage Rate today and save!

Get your Online Degree today!

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