Top 100 Poems About: RED

In this page, poems on / about “red” are listed.
  • 1.
    A Red, Red Rose

    O my Luve's like a red, red rose
    That's newly sprung in June;
    O my Luve's like the melodie
    That's sweetly play'd in tune. read more »

    Robert Burns
  • 2.
    The Red Wheelbarrow

    so much depends

    a red wheel read more »

    William Carlos Williams
  • 3.
    A Red Palm

    You're in this dream of cotton plants.
    You raise a hoe, swing, and the first weeds
    Fall with a sigh. You take another step,
    Chop, and the sigh comes again, read more »

    Gary Soto
  • 4.
    Child In Red

    Sometimes she walks through the village in her
    little red dress
    all absorbed in restraining herself,
    and yet, despite herself, she seems to move read more »

    Rainer Maria Rilke
  • 5.
    Among The Red Guns

    Among the red guns,
    In the hearts of soldiers
    Running free blood
    In the long, long campaign: read more »

    Carl Sandburg
  • 6.
    A Red Flower

    Your lips are like a southern lily red,
    Wet with the soft rain-kisses of the night,
    In which the brown bee buries deep its head,
    When still the dawn's a silver sea of light. read more »

    Claude McKay
  • 7.
    A Lady Red&Mdash;Amid The Hill


    A Lady red—amid the Hill
    Her annual secret keeps! read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 8.
    (375) Faded Red Dress

    There you were a sight to behold,
    quietly sleeping, in shimmering folds.
    No heart to disturb your precious rest,
    I left you lying there in a faded red dress. read more »

    Melvina Germain
  • 9.
    The Vanishing Red

    He is said to have been the last Red man
    In Action. And the Miller is said to have laughed--
    If you like to call such a sound a laugh.
    But he gave no one else a laugher's license. read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 10.
    The Red Dress

    I always saw, I always said
    If I were grown and free,
    I'd have a gown of reddest red
    As fine as you could see, read more »

    Dorothy Parker
  • 11.
    Across The Red Sky

    Across the red sky two birds flying,
    Flying with drooping wings.
    Silent and solitary their ominous flight.
    All day the triumphant sun with yellow banners read more »

    Katherine Mansfield
  • 12.
    The Red Poppy

    The great thing
    is not having
    a mind. Feelings:
    oh, I have those; they read more »

    Louise Gluck