Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
251. Sylvia Plath poet Cinderella by Sylvia Plath
The prince leans to the girl in scarlet heels,
Her green eyes slant, hair flaring in a fan
8.20 15
252. Brian Patten poet And Nothing Is Ever As You Want It To Be by Brian Patten
You lose your love for her and then
It is her who is lost,
8.99 19
253. Simon Armitage poet I Say I Say I Say by Simon Armitage
Anyone here had a go at themselves
for a laugh? Anyone opened their wrists
8.44 38
254. Jack Kerouac poet Haiku (Birds Singing...) by Jack Kerouac
Birds singing
in the dark
—Rainy dawn.
6.49 32
255. Robert Burns poet A Man's A Man For A' That by Robert Burns
Is there for honesty poverty
That hings his head, an' a' that;
6.61 20
256. Edwin Muir poet The Horses by Edwin Muir
Barely a twelvemonth after
The seven days war that put the world to sleep,
7.85 35
257. Ted Hughes poet Hawk Roosting by Ted Hughes
I sit in the top of the wood, my eyes closed.
Inaction, no falsifying dream
7.83 9
258. Marieta Maglas poet Your Words Of Love by Marieta Maglas Gold Star - 9,895 Points
I have seemingly missed your words of love,
Those words that were written in the sand
9.66 237
259. Sharon Olds poet The Unborn by Sharon Olds
Sometimes I can almost see, around our heads,
Like gnats around a streetlight in summer,
7.61 30
260. Matthew Arnold poet A Wish by Matthew Arnold
I ask not that my bed of death
From bands of greedy heirs be free;
6.23 27
261. John Newton poet Amazing Grace by John Newton
Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound!)
That sav'd a wretch like me!
7.44 20
262. Gerard Manley Hopkins poet Heaven-Haven by Gerard Manley Hopkins
I have desired to go
Where springs not fail,
5.81 26
263. Dr. Antony Theodore poet I Am Your Baby, Mum by Dr. Antony Theodore Gold Star - 200,440 Points
I am your baby Mum.
I did not come on my own Mum.
9.60 751
264. Federico García Lorca poet Ballad Of The Moon by Federico García Lorca
translated by Will Kirkland
The moon came into the forge
5.84 22
265. Gary Soto poet 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,
7.40 15
266. William Stafford poet Traveling Through The Dark by William Stafford
Traveling through the dark I found a deer
dead on the edge of the Wilson River road.
8.39 18
267. Alexander Pope poet Ode On Solitude by Alexander Pope
Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
6.97 31
268. Alexander Pope poet Summer by Alexander Pope
See what delights in sylvan scenes appear!
Descending Gods have found Elysium here.
6.93 29
269. Sara Teasdale poet Alone by Sara Teasdale
I am alone, in spite of love,
In spite of all I take and give—
6.81 17
270. Derek Walcott poet Midsummer, Tobago by Derek Walcott
Broad sun-stoned beaches.
White heat.
5.90 33
271. Anne Bradstreet poet To My Dear And Loving Husband by Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.
6.98 26
272. Sarojini Naidu poet Palanquin Bearers by Sarojini Naidu
Lightly, O lightly we bear her along,
She sways like a flower in the wind of our song;
7.33 31
273. Edward Thomas poet Adlestrop by Edward Thomas
Yes, I remember Adlestrop --
The name, because one afternoon
7.03 21
274. Phillis Wheatley poet On Imagination by Phillis Wheatley
THY various works, imperial queen, we see,
How bright their forms! how deck'd with pomp
5.27 21
275. Michael Rosen poet Down Behind The Dustbin by Michael Rosen
Down behind the dustbin
I met a dog called Ted.
6.62 12
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