Neruda Poems - Poems about Neruda

...On a remote Mediterranean village there along the lovely Italian coast was a simple young postman looking for love for in to boast Mario was his name, got a new job delivers the mail up so ver......Read the rest...

...Pablo Neruda 'ALWAYS'       _O_   A   _O_         |     N     |         |     K     |         |     H     |......Read the rest...

...Four legs quiver like clumsy cabrioles striking smooth gray rivers of zig-zag sidewalk barrios in rhythm with happy shivers syncopated on a muffled drum as we talk and stroll On our way han......Read the rest...

...Pablo Neruda, the great Chilean poet, Was exiled in an isolated Italian island during WWII, Only communication he had with the world, Were thru the letters delivered by the postman(Mario). Mar......Read the rest...

..."Te recuerdo como eras en el ultimo otono..." ---- Pablo Neruda Dawn seems much later -- the nights much longer than they used to be... I am achier, and morning light comes tardy. Our cats......Read the rest...

...P Neruda 100 love sonnets xvii         C          ***             abab cdcd efef gg                                XVIII......Read the rest...

...in your absence, i am a shore that has eyes only for waves and annoying rocks, how for thousands of years are grinding one another, the sand an infant with many stony relatives babysitting w......Read the rest...

...I want to do with you what the spring does with the cherry trees.” ~ Pablo Neruda He quoted an intimate line from a Pablo Ner......Read the rest...

...Captain of the Farthest Islands living poem between my prose that each one was exchanged for roses with moonlight and roving mornings You loved as few have loved with the madness of sea and ......Read the rest...

...Through this world I wandered around at random I was at the mouth of the volcano, I've been in the cold of the cold... I'm a man who thinks, that everything passes in time, and th......Read the rest...

...FREE VERSE VI Reason Without Rhyme by Michael R. Burch I used to be averse to free verse, but now I admit YOUR rhyming is WORSE! But alas, in the end, it’s all the same: all verse is u......Read the rest...

...we are sitting on our bench beside me the book from which i read for her Pablo Neruda's "And Now You Are Mine" her hand rests upon mine we both cover the book now closed and still beneath the ......Read the rest...

...at the first encounter, i thought, that he stole my mother’s tablecloth, and called it Great while she turned the flour into bread, after, i thought, what if they were lovers, and shared the same......Read the rest...

...Through this world I wandered a lot in vain I was at the mouth of the volcano, I was in the cold of the cold... I am a man who thinks, that everything passes in time, and that som......Read the rest...

...Captain of the most distant islands living poem among my proses that each one was exchanging for roses with moonlight and wandering mornings II You loved as few have loved with sea madness an......Read the rest...