Top 500 Poems
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Be Still, My Soul, Be Still
by Alfred Edward Housman
Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle,
Earth and high heaven are fixt of old and founded strong.
by Ted Hughes
This house has been far out at sea all night,
The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills,
Andy's Gone With Cattle
by Henry Lawson
Our Andy's gone to battle now
by Dan Brown
Lost in a world, that scares me to death,
Lost in a crowd, I'm losing my breath.
by Nikki Giovanni
one is always
(there's A Fire Burning In My Eyes)
by Allen Steble
Even the impossible can be done
because i believe it can
Love Love Love
by Michael Shepherd
Oh it's so easy to say -
'Give what you think you lack -
A Little Boy's Dream
by Katherine Mansfield
To and fro, to and fro
In my little boat I go
by Carl Sandburg
Hog Butcher for the World,
Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
by Tu Fu
Above the tower -- a lone, twice-sized moon.
On the cold river passing night-filled homes,
by James Arlington Wright
Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
Why I Am Not A Painter
by Frank O'Hara
I am not a painter, I am a poet.
Why? I think I would rather be
City That Does Not Sleep
by Federico García Lorca
In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody.
Nobody is asleep.
by Sara Teasdale
I am alone, in spite of love,
In spite of all I take and give—
by James Weldon Johnson
And God stepped out on space,
And he looked around and said:
1914 I: Peace
by Rupert Brooke
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour,
And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping,
Saturday At The Canal
by Gary Soto
I was hoping to be happy by seventeen.
School was a sharp check mark in the roll book,
Angel Of Death
by Udiah (witness to Yah)
In darkness of the night
I spied him in a tree
Long Distance Ii
by Tony Harrison
Though my mother was already two years dead
Dad kept her slippers warming by the gas,
I Carry Your Heart With Me
by Edward Estlin Cummings
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
by Alexander Pope
See what delights in sylvan scenes appear!
Descending Gods have found Elysium here.
Under One Small Star
by Wislawa Szymborska
My apologies to chance for calling it necessity.
My apologies to necessity if I'm mistaken, after all.
Boy At The Window
by Richard Wilbur
Seeing the snowman standing all alone
In dusk and cold is more than he can bear.
by Charles Kingsley
My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
Daddy Fell Into The Pond.
by Alfred Noyes
Everyone grumbled. The sky was grey.
We had nothing to do and nothing to say.