English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian | Romanian

missing you poem

ich sterbe
weich weinend
Blüten der Babys
der Blitz blitzte und hob an
bleiben Sie nicht mehr
von Song und Traum für überhaupt gegangen
gestiegen von den Toten
ich liebte eine Frau
gerade als meine Finger auf diesen Schlüsseln
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
ist häufig er nicht so?

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Lifelong learning classes start this month (The Daily Democrat)
  • Losing My Religion - Harvard Crimson
  • Writing no longer an overlooked art locally (New Bern Sun Journal)
  • 'Benjamin Button,' 'Frost/Nixon,' 'Doubt' grab 5 Golden Globe ... - MLive.com
  • Community Notepad: Dec. 3, 2008 (Pacifica Tribune)
  • Xpress Reviewsâ€â€First Look at New Books - Library Journal
  • Holiday Extravaganza brings on blizzard of art (Wichita Falls Times Record News)
  • No messing with Richard Corrigan - Evening Standard
  • Top honours for maharaja’s boys - Express Buzz
  • Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus - Dawson News and Advertiser
  • Paralyzed Cartoonist Writes Poetry - Oneindia
  • Hudson Schools progressing book by book (New York Teacher)
  • Special exhibition to mark Islamic museum’s opening - Gulf Times
  • Something to ponder on rough flight (The Oklahoman)
  • New board of 'Monitor' contributors will begin writing soon - Concord Monitor
 

Mortgage Quote

California Mortgages

November 2007 Mortgage News

Poetry | Home | 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