All alone,

peering out the window

before sunrise,

I return the greetings:

Two sparrows, ash-colored,

tinted with clouds,

turn their eyes to me

and say: ‘good dawn sir’

and fly with the breeze

far away… far away…

and my heart leaps

and I cry…

and cry…

and cry…

End of the poem

15 random poems

 

Poetry by subject

Some external links:

The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe

Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).

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