Top 100 Poems About: RIVER

In this page, poems on / about “river” are listed.

  • 13.

    The river below us:
    nitrogen, phosphorous, petrochemicals,
    dioxin from the paper mills,
    a rich buffet of metals digested read more »

    Joanne Monte
  • 14.
    The Mississippi River Empties Into The Gulf

    and the gulf enters the sea and so forth,
    none of them emptying anything,
    all of them carrying yesterday
    forever on their white tipped backs, read more »

    Lucille Clifton
  • 15.
    Wash Of Cold River

    Wash of cold river
    in a glacial land,
    Ionian water,
    chill, snow-ribbed sand, read more »

    Hilda Doolittle
  • 16.
    The River Of Life

    The more we live, more brief appear
    Our life's succeeding stages;
    A day to childhood seems a year,
    And years like passing ages. read more »

    Thomas Campbell
  • 17.
    Looking-Glass River

    Smooth it glides upon its travel,
    Here a wimple, there a gleam--
    O the clean gravel!
    O the smooth stream! read more »

    Robert Louis Stevenson
  • 18.
    Sonnet: To The River Otter

    Dear native Brook! wild Streamlet of the West!
    How many various-fated years have past,
    What happy and what mournful hours, since last
    I skimm'd the smooth thin stone along thy breast, read more »

    Samuel Taylor Coleridge
  • 19.
    To The River Charles

    River! that in silence windest
    Through the meadows, bright and free,
    Till at length thy rest thou findest
    In the bosom of the sea! read more »

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • 20.
    Shadow River


    A stream of tender gladness,
    Of filmy sun, and opal tinted skies; read more »

    Emily Pauline Johnson
  • 21.
    River Roads

    Let the crows go by hawking their caw and caw.
    They have been swimming in midnights of coal mines somewhere.
    Let 'em hawk their caw and caw. read more »

    Carl Sandburg
  • 22.
    Ford O' Kabul River

    Kabul town's by Kabul river --
    Blow the bugle, draw the sword --
    There I lef' my mate for ever,
    Wet an' drippin' by the ford. read more »

    Rudyard Kipling
  • 23.
    Alone, Looking For Blossoms Along The River

    The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable,
    And nowhere to complain -- I've gone half crazy.
    I look up our southern neighbor. But my friend in wine
    Gone ten days drinking. I find only an empty bed. read more »

    Du Fu
  • 24.

    I’LL be an otter, and I’ll let you swim
    A mate beside me; we will venture down
    A deep, dark river, when the sky above
    Is shut of the sun; spoilers are we, read more »

    Padraic Colum
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