English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

fall poem

the mountains they are silent folk
eighty years have passed, and more
the dawn was apple-green
i said, i have shut my heart
sun and wind and beat of sea
one sweetly solemn thought
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
i expect you
looking beyond
when i returned at sunset

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Howard Jacobson: We get the war criminals we deserve - Independent
  • Brazilian Director Heads Towards Shakespeare - The Celebrity Cafe.com
  • Celebrating a local legend:Parks celebration slated to host ... - Fort Scott Tribune
  • Star-Eyewitness News 4 'Student of the Week' - Arizona Daily Star
  • Raise Your Hand For Texas (The Terrell Tribune)
  • Acclaimed dance show Giselle @ Black Box - Galway Advertiser
  • Tinian hosts solemn peace rites - Saipan Tribune
  • Poetry in motion (winnipegsun.com)
  • Star search (Daily Orange)
  • Western Pennsylvania Road Trip: Washington and Jefferson College (US News & World Report)
  • A Disneyland with deep history - Financial Times
  • Book on Saeed Khan Multani published - The Post
  • Leeds poet on a prize rich list - Yorkshire Evening Post
  • THERE IS A MOMENT in Ralph Waldo Emerson’s essay “Intellect” (1841 ... - Artforum
  • Poetry for the people comes to the Valleys - WalesOnline
 

Get a Home Equity Loan today and save!

California Mortgages

Free Simple Mortgage Calculator

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