English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

birthday poem

and so it goes
under dusky laurel leaf
beneath the warrior's helm
the saddest of the year
up from the meadows rich with corn
let us express our baser passions
the air is like a butterfly
i am singing to you
why do you always stand there shivering
i walk down the garden paths
my mother twines me roses wet with dew

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Serial Killer Probe Includes Victor Man's Death (R News)
  • Big Moo Fringe Festival of the Arts BMFFA - www.allbuyart.com
  • Lecturer advocates for reading and writing camps for children - Joy Online
  • Pentecost Festival takes church beyond the four walls - ChristianToday
  • Cheers to Shiraz - Payvand Iran News
  • Thursday 7/3 (Sag Harbor Express)
  • The Week in Preview: May 12 - Nashua Telegraph
  • Former beat movement member Gary Snyder wins $100000 poetry prize - The Canadian Press
  • Thurston Moore: Sensitive/Lethal (Pitchfork)
  • Student-led club fills literary void at Olentangy, founder says - Delaware News
  • Seminarian finds insight and wisdom on the reservation - Catholic Sentinel
  • Independence Day , Equality Day - Times and Democrat
  • Tom Horgen - Minneapolis Star Tribune
  • At 99, New Hampshire man becomes a first-time author (Boston Globe)
  • indieWIRE INTERVIEW | "Mister Lonely" Director Harmony Korine - indieWIRE
 

Is Refinancing right for you?

Florida Mortgages

Mortgage News Archives

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