English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

footprint poem

es gibt eine Stadt, builded durch keine Hand
warum dann, Muß wir? sieht
Tage endeared zu jedem MUSE
drehen Sie nicht Ihren Kopf
lassen Sie einen Freudenunterhalt Sie
lassen Sie das reizende Wortunsaid
wenn, voll von der warmen und eifrigen Liebe
der Regen sein rüber und die leuchtende Luft
Welt, die unter meiner Hand ändert
herauf von die Wiesen reich mit Mais
wenig Gatter wurde schließlich erreicht

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Community Calendar July 9 to 15 - Atascadero News
  • Irish theatre at the Fringe: Exploring the wilder shores of what ... - Scotsman
  • We would love to have you for supper, Jeremy Paxman... - Daily Telegraph
  • USU receives grant for arts education - Deseret News
  • Man City owner says club still chasing Ronaldinho - SI.com
  • the radar SALON series - Petaluma Argus Courier
  • Before I turn 30, I want to ... - Portsmouth Herald News
  • Pairs burn survivor and mental health patient - The North Bay Nugget
  • Renee Fleming To Wear Fashions By Designers John Galliano - HULIQ.com
  • A chance for children to find their inner voice - Huddersfield Examiner
  • Exeter/Hampton area academic announcements (Hampton Union)
  • Manners, Monty - Sky News
  • IN MILFORD LIBRARY - Wicked Local Milford
  • News Outlets Lazily Run Yet Another Eruption Anniversary Story - The Naked Loon (satire)
  • Santa Fe artist mixes paintings with poetry - Gainesville Sun
 

Refinance Mortgage

Home Mortgage

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