English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

lyric poetry

a thousand silent years ago
sweet and strong
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
beautiful, tragical faces
out of the sparkling sea
winged shadows sweeping by
we break the glass whose sacred wine
could we but know
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
long ago, in the young moonlight
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
which keeps
with her hair flaying wildly

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Suburban concerts - Chicago Daily Herald
  • Virtuoso guitarist knows how to be sexy without really trying - TheNewsTribune.com
  • Thousands sample literary festival's variety - Newburyport Daily News
  • Southern sounds to sweeten the barbeque this weekend - Tryon Daily Bulletin
  • East News Briefs - Pittsburgh Post Gazette
  • Idol Talk: America wisely tosses Jason Castro from `American Idol' - Cleveland Plain Dealer
  • Reporting: Los Angeles - American Reporter
  • PBS documentary features Shands Art in Medicine program - Independent Florida Alligator
  • Father Amir dies - Arab Times
  • THE PHILOLOGY OF THE PERSIAN TERM MAHYAR - Persian Journal
  • Newsmakers: Halvorson's gift certificates a fundraiser for COTS (The Burlington Free Press)
  • The master of warring words goes to fight school - Globe and Mail
  • Upcoming Events - Fort Worth Business Press
  • Academic scoreboard - Post-Bulletin
  • Exposing talents of vulnerable children - Malawi's Daily Times
 

Refinance Mortgage

Florida 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