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

funeral poem

einfach sprechend
hohe Wände und sehr groß
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaßt und geneigt
wenn der rote Slayer denken, slays er
drehen Sie mich unten durch die Wiese
vor drei Jahren heute

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Seven More Suspended - The Bulletin
  • 'Covers' targets longtime James Taylor fans - Journal and Courier
  • Listen and learn: Recording in Harare's cafe's - MediaShift Idea Lab
  • Theatre & Arts (Belfast Telegraph)
  • Beyond Voting: Guerilla Gardeners, Outlaw Bicyclists, and Pirate ... - Monthly Review
  • The Solar System Was Nice While It Lasted - RhinoTimes.com Greensboro
  • 'He came to Edmonton a private person and left famous' - Globe and Mail
  • All the world's a stage for Okkervil River - The Gazette (Montreal)
  • He lost fingers in explosion, but never lost hope - Electric New Paper
  • Blood Wedding stabs at the heart of tragedy - Metro
  • Malawi to host arts festival - Malawi's Daily Times
  • Olympic poetry contest - the winner (Radio Netherlands)
  • Include other special offers from Examiner.com - San Francisco Examiner
  • You Can’t Handle the Truth - New York Times Blogs
  • Five questions for... Lucy English - Metro
 

Should you Refinance?

California Mortgages

October 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