Top 100 Poems About: SUN

In this page, poems on / about “sun” are listed.
  • 1.
    Summer Sun

    Great is the sun, and wide he goes
    Through empty heaven with repose;
    And in the blue and glowing days
    More thick than rain he showers his rays. read more »

    Robert Louis Stevenson
  • 2.
    The Sun Has Burst The Sky

    The sun has burst the sky
    Because I love you
    And the river its banks. read more »

    Jenny Joseph
  • 3.
    Sun And Shadow

    As I look from the isle, o'er its billows of green,
    To the billows of foam-crested blue,
    Yon bark, that afar in the distance is seen,
    Half dreaming, my eyes will pursue: read more »

    Oliver Wendell Holmes
  • 4.
    Sonnet 130: My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like The Sun

    My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
    Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
    If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
    If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. read more »

    William Shakespeare
  • 5.
    The Sun Rising

    Busy old fool, unruly Sun,
    Why dost thou thus,
    Through windows, and through curtains, call on
    us? read more »

    John Donne
  • 6.
    Light Breaks Where No Sun Shines

    Light breaks where no sun shines;
    Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart
    Push in their tides;
    And, broken ghosts with glowworms in their heads, read more »

    Dylan Thomas
  • 7.
    A True Account Of Talking To The Sun On Fire Island

    The Sun woke me this morning loud
    and clear, saying "Hey! I've been
    trying to wake you up for fifteen
    minutes. Don't be so rude, you are read more »

    Frank O'Hara
  • 8.
    Be Angry At The Sun

    That public men publish falsehoods
    Is nothing new. That America must accept
    Like the historical republics corruption and empire
    Has been known for years. read more »

    Robinson Jeffers
  • 9.
    Along The Sun-Drenched Roadside

    Along the sun-drenched roadside, from the great
    hollow half-treetrunk, which for generations
    has been a trough, renewing in itself
    an inch or two of rain, I satisfy read more »

    Rainer Maria Rilke
  • 10.
    The Sun Wields Mercy

    and the sun wields mercy
    but like a jet torch carried to high,
    and the jets whip across its sight
    and rockets leap like toads, read more »

    Charles Bukowski
  • 11.
    The Catholic Sun

    Wherever the Catholic sun doth shine,
    There’s always laughter and good red wine.
    At least I’ve always found it so.
    Benedicamus Domino! read more »

    Hilaire Belloc
  • 12.
    Give Me The Splendid, Silent Sun

    GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling;
    Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard;
    Give me a field where the unmow'd grass grows; read more »

    Walt Whitman
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