English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

poetry poem

she must go back, she said
risen from the dead
be not false
let us plant
in the dark and peace of my final bed
not from the whole wide world
what shall we do now
softly weeping
she heard the children playing in the sun
when i go back to earth
i never knew the earth had so much gold
weak-winged is song

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Thomas Jefferson, Gentleman Scholar - New York Sun
  • State Historical Library brings NEA’s The Big Read to Newton today - Newton Daily News
  • Juan Luis Guerra, now in a book - Dominican Today
  • Letters: Cuts hit all learners (Independent)
  • Janus salutes Brecht as entertainer, reformer - Courier News
  • New Arts Festival Linking Weimar and Shiraz Planned For 2009 - Deutsche Welle
  • If you really love Dad, give him a big box of nothing - New York Daily News
  • Tammie Harris hired as Youth Services Librarian, Chamber luncheon ... - Temple Terrace University Beacon
  • Active Life -- June 2008 - Escanaba Daily Press
  • UP centennial literary awards winners announced - ABS CBN News
  • LITERARY ROUNDUP (Bradenton Herald)
  • St Giles’ Cathedral, Edinburgh, Fri 4 Jul - The List
  • County students reach out to McCormick family - Bay City Daily Tribune
  • Poet Al Mahmud turns 73 - The Daily Star
  • 3:30 p.m. - Poetry reading and book launch for Emelihter Kihleng set for May 15 (Pacific Daily News)
 

Mortgage Refinance

Second 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