Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
376. Charles Kingsley poet A Farewell by Charles Kingsley
I
My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
5.92 32
377. Leonard Cohen poet I'M Your Man by Leonard Cohen
If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
7.24 29
378. David Berman poet Snow by David Berman
Walking through a field with my little brother Seth
I pointed to a place where kids had made angels in the snow.
7.36 68
379. Sathya Narayana poet My Dark Nights by Sathya Narayana Gold Star - 7,092 Points
At the distant verge of the horizon
slowly submerging is the weary Sun
8.96 114
380. Clive Staples Lewis poet As The Ruin Falls by Clive Staples Lewis
All this is flashy rhetoric about loving you.
I never had a selfless thought since I was born.
7.51 15
381. Allen Ginsberg poet Homework by Allen Ginsberg
Homage to Kenneth Koch
If I were doing my Laundry I'd wash my dirty Iran
7.02 8
382. Seamus Heaney poet Blackberry-Picking by Seamus Heaney Rookie
Late August, given heavy rain and sun
For a full week, the blackberries would ripen.
7.44 12
383. Sidney Lanier poet A Song Of Eternity In Time by Sidney Lanier
Once, at night, in the manor wood
My Love and I long silent stood,
6.61 32
384. Vikram Seth poet Round And Round by Vikram Seth
After a long and wretched flight
That stretched from daylight into night,
6.69 16
385. Sir Henry Newbolt poet Vitaï Lampada by Sir Henry Newbolt
There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night—
Ten to make and the match to win—
7.46 12
386. Randall Jarrell poet The Death Of The Ball Turret Gunner by Randall Jarrell
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
8.23 5
387. Rupert Brooke poet 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,
6.36 14
388. Valsa George poet Poet by Valsa George Gold Star - 125,883 Points
Wielding a tool, mighty and spiky
Mightier than either the sword or rod
9.72 152
389. George Gordon Byron poet When We Two Parted by George Gordon Byron
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
7.26 8
390. Countee Cullen poet Fruit Of The Flower by Countee Cullen
My father is a quiet man
With sober, steady ways;
6.78 15
391. Sir Thomas Wyatt poet Is It Possible by Sir Thomas Wyatt
Is it possible
That so high debate,
6.80 27
392. Marge Piercy poet To Be Of Use by Marge Piercy
The people I love the best
jump into work head first
6.35 7
393. Ralph Waldo Emerson poet The Bell by Ralph Waldo Emerson
I love thy music, mellow bell,
I love thine iron chime,
6.46 21
394. Siegfried Sassoon poet A Letter Home by Siegfried Sassoon
(To Robert Graves)
I
6.05 12
395. Sharon Olds poet The Victims by Sharon Olds
When Mother divorced you, we were glad. She took it and
took it in silence, all those years and then
6.88 7
396. Ambrose Bierce poet Alone by Ambrose Bierce
In contact, lo! the flint and steel,
By sharp and flame, the thought reveal
5.87 20
397. Sappho poet Awed By Her Splendor by Sappho
Awed by her splendor
stars near the lovely
5.45 15
398. Robert Hayden poet The Whipping by Robert Hayden
The old woman across the way
     is whipping the boy again
6.78 8
399. Frank O'Hara poet 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
7.20 10
400. Robert Southey poet Inchcape Rock by Robert Southey
No stir in the air, no stir in the sea,
The Ship was still as she could be;
6.43 17
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