English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

i love you poem

i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
a mile behind
i made a vow once, one only
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
sad are they who know not love
your body's motion is like music
the mountains they are silent folk
are you alive?
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
let me move slowly through the street

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • TORONTO '08 DISCOVERY INTERVIEW | "Hooked" Director Adrian Sitaru (indieWIRE)
  • Hip-hop Jew - Jerusalem Post
  • Birthday roommate(s)! - The Coast.ca
  • Boone provides insight into autism - Daily Vidette
  • THE QUALITY OF LIGHT IN ALABAMA (Kirkus Reviews)
  • The hungry eye - The Australian
  • Actors reveal adult side of children's poet (The Ohio University Post)
  • Gypsy Lou Webb: A story of love and books in Bohemian New Orleans - Jam! Showbiz
  • Heroes of our times (Daily News)
  • Cinderella Misses the Second Ball - New York Times Blogs
  • Musharraf's turbulent 9 years in power - AP report (GMA News)
  • A bakery, like poetry, offers refuge from noisy world - The Olympian
  • So I Married an Axe Murderer (Reel.com)
  • Friday, July 18 - Advocate Weekly
  • Four views on Hindus and Muslims - Hindu
 

Mortgage Quotes

Florida Mortgage

December 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