English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

broken heart poem

daughter, thou art come to die
renew the vision of delight
the old songs
i saw with open eyes
i heard the wind all day
where shall i find you
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
let me move slowly through the street
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
when, full of warm and eager love
if the red slayer think he slays
the body may confine

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Worcester rocks as music legends and local favorites play (Worcester Telegram & Gazette)
  • Books of Verse: 10 to Read for National Poetry Month (The Ithaca Journal)
  • Ready to bid? Eye-popping charity auctions (Denver Post)
  • PSJA Memorial teaching Holocaust - Monitor
  • Read all 'Internet Explorer' posts in The Open Road - CNET Blogs
  • MSU hosts conference for Native American writers - MSU Today
  • 'I appreciate the poetry 'Spectacular' radiates' - Epoch Times
  • jetBook eBook Reader Promises to Change How we Read Forever - I4U
  • Church experiments with Tuesday services - Carrick Today
  • Affairs of the heart (Guardian Unlimited)
  • Rose City Calendar, March 30-April 5 - Tyler Morning Telegraph
  • Robert Bly named Minnesota's first poet laureate - Post-Bulletin
  • Poet and screenwriter J. Reuben Appelman talks about writing and ... - IdahoStatesman.com
  • Petaluma Poetry Walk Anthology reading May 25th - Listen&Be Heard
  • After the fall (Calgary Sun)
 

Get better Mortgage Rates today and save!

Florida Mortgage

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