Top 100 Poems About: RAIN

In this page, poems on / about “rain” are listed.
  • 1.
    The Rainy Day

    Written at the old home in Portland

    The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
    It rains,and the wind is never weary; read more »

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • 2.
    April Rain Song

    Let the rain kiss you
    Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
    Let the rain sing you a lullaby
    The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk read more »

    Langston Hughes
  • 3.
    Summer Shower

    A drop fell on the apple tree,
    Another on the roof;
    A half a dozen kissed the eaves,
    And made the gables laugh. read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 4.
    The Rainwalkers

    An old man whose black face
    shines golden-brown as wet pebbles
    under the streetlamp, is walking two mongrel dogs of dis-
    proportionate size, in the rain, read more »

    Denise Levertov
  • 5.
    Poem (In The Morning, When It Was Raining)

    In the morning, when it was raining,
    Then the birds were hectic and loudy;
    Through all the reign is fall's entertaining;
    Their singing was erratic and full of disorder: read more »

    Delmore Schwartz
  • 6.
    The Fitful Alternations Of The Rain

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    Percy Bysshe Shelley
  • 7.

    If I could have your arms tonight-
    But half the world and the broken sea
    Lie between you and me. read more »

    Sara Teasdale
  • 8.
    Capturing The Sound Of Rain

    Listening to the timpani
    the rhythm of the rain
    the rap, the tap,
    the ratta-tat-tat, read more »

    Raymond A Foss
  • 9.
    After The Rain

    Resurgent greens and stronger hues
    combined within the colours in-between
    will spring again, the reddish brown
    has nearly gone and all the silver read more »

    Ivan Donn Carswell
  • 10.
    An Autumn Rain-Scene

    There trudges one to a merry-making
    With sturdy swing,
    On whom the rain comes down. read more »

    Thomas Hardy
  • 11.
    The Voice Of The Rain

    And who art thou? said I to the soft-falling shower,
    Which, strange to tell, gave me an answer, as here translated:
    I am the Poem of Earth, said the voice of the rain,
    Eternal I rise impalpable out of the land and the bottomless sea, read more »

    Walt Whitman
  • 12.
    We Ain'T Got No Money, Honey, But We Got Rain

    call it the greenhouse effect or whatever
    but it just doesn't rain like it used to.
    I particularly remember the rains of the
    depression era. read more »

    Charles Bukowski
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