Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
101. William Butler Yeats poet A Crazed Girl by William Butler Yeats
THAT crazed girl improvising her music.
Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,
6.98 62
102. John Milton poet On His Blindness by John Milton
When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
6.24 48
103. Jack Prelutsky poet Be Glad Your Nose Is On Your Face by Jack Prelutsky
Be glad your nose is on your face,
not pasted on some other place,
8.09 28
104. Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR) poet ' Emeralds And Black Diamonds... by Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR) Gold Star - 106,891 Points
Lie down lass, with me, in sage green meadows
Your blouse flouncing open, in the teasing breeze
6.66 226
105. John McCrae poet In Flanders Field by John McCrae
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
8.70 49
106. Dylan Thomas poet A Child's Christmas In Wales by Dylan Thomas
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six.
All the Christmases roll down toward the two-tongued sea, like a cold and headlong moon bundling down the sky that was our street; and they stop at the rim of the ice-edged fish-freezing waves, and I plunge my hands in the snow and bring out whatever I can find. In goes my hand into that wool-white bell-tongued ball of holidays resting at the rim of the carol-singing sea, and out come Mrs. Prothero and the firemen.
6.49 45
107. yoonoos peerbocus poet A Baby's View Of by yoonoos peerbocus Gold Star - 26,176 Points
I came as tomorrow
Swaddled in unawareness
8.31 380
108. Rupert Brooke poet 1914 V: The Soldier by Rupert Brooke
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
6.99 68
109. Walter de la Mare poet Silver by Walter de la Mare
Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
7.88 57
110. Octavio Paz poet No More Clichés by Octavio Paz
Beautiful face
That like a daisy opens its petals to the sun
7.91 47
111. Gwendolyn Brooks poet The Mother by Gwendolyn Brooks
Abortions will not let you forget.
You remember the children you got that you did not get,
8.00 28
112. Siegfried Sassoon poet Suicide In The Trenches by Siegfried Sassoon
I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
8.72 76
113. Countee Cullen poet Incident by Countee Cullen
Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee,
7.06 41
114. Robert William Service poet The Cremation Of Sam Mcgee by Robert William Service
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
9.01 37
115. Ogden Nash poet A Word To Husbands by Ogden Nash
To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup,
7.35 28
116. Jennifer Rondeau poet Fallen Angel by Jennifer Rondeau Rookie - 391 Points
I have fallen from sky,
Fallen to the ground,
8.18 112
117. Ogden Nash poet Always Marry An April Girl by Ogden Nash
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
7.79 48
118. Samuel Taylor Coleridge poet Kubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree :
7.66 37
119. Margaret Atwood poet The Moment by Margaret Atwood
The moment when, after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
8.24 23
120. Tupac Shakur poet I Cry by Tupac Shakur Rookie
Sometimes when I'm alone
I Cry,
8.85 56
121. Ted Hughes poet Lovesong by Ted Hughes
He loved her and she loved him.
His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to
8.20 28
122. Charlotte Brontë poet Life by Charlotte Brontë
LIFE, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
7.40 52
123. Walt Whitman poet A Child Said, What Is The Grass? by Walt Whitman
A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full
hands;
6.69 31
124. John Clare poet First Love by John Clare
I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet,
7.92 50
125. Theodore Roethke poet My Papa's Waltz by Theodore Roethke
The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
7.74 31
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