Top 500 Poems
| # | Title | Poet |
| 476. |
First Lesson
Lie back daughter, let your head
be tipped back in the cup of my hand. |
by Philip Booth on 1/1/2000 |
| 477. |
He is more than a hero
He is more than a hero
he is a god in my eyes-- |
by Sappho on 1/1/2000 |
| 478. |
Ash Wednesday
I
Because I do not hope to turn again |
by Thomas Stearns Eliot on 1/1/2000 |
| 479. |
Defence of Fort McHenry (Stars and Stripes Forever)
O! say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming, |
by Francis Scott Key on 1/1/2000 |
| 480. |
She Walks In Beauty
She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies; |
by George Gordon Lord Byron on 1/1/2000 |
| 481. |
What a mother should be
A mother is the one who loves you
A mother puts no drug above you |
by carlisa smith on 1/1/2000 |
| 482. |
The Quiet World
In an effort to get people to look
into each other's eyes more, |
by Jeffrey McDaniel on 1/1/2000 |
| 483. |
Jenny Kissed Me
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in; |
by James Henry Leigh Hunt on 1/1/2000 |
| 484. |
A True Friend
A true friend
A true friend is the one who picks you up when you fall |
by Ashley Reese on 1/1/2000 |
| 485. |
Revenge
Ay, gaze upon her rose-wreathed hair,
And gaze upon her smile; |
by Letitia Elizabeth Landon on 1/1/2000 |
| 486. |
A Loom of Years
In the light of the silent stars that shine on the struggling sea,
In the weary cry of the wind and the whisper of flower and tree, |
by Alfred Noyes on 1/1/2000 |
| 487. |
Innocence
Innocence stolen without my permission
Innocence gone without my submission |
by Mandi Ducroq on 1/1/2000 |
| 488. |
White Apples
when my father had been dead a week
I woke |
by Donald Hall on 1/1/2000 |
| 489. |
Wait
Wait, for now.
Distrust everything, if you have to. |
by Galway Kinnell on 1/1/2000 |
| 490. |
Vitaï Lampada
There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night --
Ten to make and the match to win -- |
by Sir Henry Newbolt on 1/1/2000 |
| 491. |
Poem
And if it snowed and snow covered the drive
he took a spade and tossed it to one side. |
by Simon Armitage on 1/1/2000 |
| 492. |
A True Mother's Love
A mother's love is consistent
and patient, it will never fade. |
by Patarica D. Nunn on 1/1/2000 |
| 493. |
Love, Love, Love, Love, Love Without A Doubt
How do you write a poem
about Love? |
by David Taylor on 1/1/2000 |
| 494. |
'DEPRESSION Makes me.......'
Depression makes me feel pain
Depression makes me stupid |
by Annie Juliet on 1/1/2000 |
| 495. |
A Ballad of Gentleness
The firste stock-father of gentleness,
What man desireth gentle for to be, |
by Geoffrey Chaucer on 1/1/2000 |
| 496. |
Sonnet 54
Of this worlds theatre in which we stay,
My love like the spectator ydly sits |
by Edmund Spenser on 1/1/2000 |
| 497. |
Freedom of Love
(Translated from the French by Edouard Rodti)
My wife with the hair of a wood fire |
by Andre Breton on 1/1/2000 |
| 498. |
Making A Fist
We forget that we are all dead men conversing wtih dead men.
—Jorge Luis Borges |
by Naomi Shihab Nye on 1/1/2000 |
| 499. |
Hurt Hawks
I
The broken pillar of the wing jags from the clotted shoulder, |
by Robinson Jeffers on 1/1/2000 |
| 500. |
Did I Not Say To You
Did I not say to you, “Go not there, for I am your friend; in this
mirage of annihilation I am the fountain of life?” |
by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi on 1/1/2000 |