Romance
Romance, who loves to nod and sing,
With drowsy head and folded wing,
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
To me a painted paroquet
Hath been a most familiar bird
Taught me my alphabet to say
To lisp my very earliest word
While in the wild wood I did lie,
A child with a most knowing eye.
Of late, eternal Condor years
So shake the very Heaven on high
With tumult as they thunder by,
I have no time for idle cares
Through gazing on the unquiet sky.
And when an hour with calmer wings
Its down upon my spirit flings
That little time with lyre and rhyme
To while away forbidden things!
My heart would feel to be a crime
Unless it trembled with the strings.
Autor: Edgar Allan Poe
Junio 10th, 2010 at 22:32
tu eras mi amigo tu eras mi novio y a hora somos esposos
Diciembre 8th, 2010 at 10:11
me gusta un bso angi……
Febrero 9th, 2011 at 11:17
hi all I love this poem and dedicated it to justin
Mayo 20th, 2011 at 14:00
The prince and the princess
Once upon a time, in the middle east, a king had a son that was
Handsome like the sun. he loved the princess and she loved him too. He was healthy
As an apple. An apple a day keeps the doctor away. He had a heart of gold. He was White
Like a snow. With god like fortress, the prince fought against the dragon. Two heads are
Better than one, thought the prince. And talked to his father, the king. The legion
Won the day, the victory, because time is gold and god bless him. The wind sweet
Like a fairy helped the prince and both won the triumphal crown. Birds of a feather
Flocks together, said the prince and killed the dragon. The prince married with the
Princess and they were very happy. And colouring, coloured, this plus ultra tale has ended.
Mayo 24th, 2011 at 13:42
You are the American white lily
Mother of heart
Blue and red heart
That takes care of the humanity
Cantigas a Maria
Song of the songs
Mother of god
Virgin of the symphony orchestra
Albert durer paints Mary
Bach sings the magnificat with love
Zurbaran creates the immaculate beauty
The mother of pudovkin is the film, the sun
The moon and the stars
That sparkles with splendour.
Mayo 28th, 2011 at 15:59
salem, jerusalen
salem, jerusalen
city of yahve
glorious palm tree
olive of poetry
zion,city of david
salomon and the temple
olimpic crown
palm and easter sunday
earth of kings
crusades and the allies
heavenly paradise
dies iraes de drayer
the wailing wall
melquisedec and christ, king of kings
eli, eli, lamma sabacthani
hallelujack of king vidor
divine universal highness
Noviembre 15th, 2011 at 13:29
The United States
God creates the world
And The United States
Is consecrated as a legend
That conquers the universe like gold
The nobilite of the sword
The great Independence
That dazzles to the prudence
With their sons of the worth
The Achilles heel of the United Kingdom
Greeks and Trojans braves
The triumph of the thirteen colonies of the Lord
Patriots win the victory, the excellence
Uncle Sam, Zeus and Jupiter concord
The glory of the American Independence