Top 100 Poems About: WEDDING

In this page, poems on / about “wedding” are listed.
  • 1.
    The Wedding

    O marriage-bells, your clamor tells
    Two weddings in one breath.
    SHE marries whom her love compels:
    -- And I wed Goodman Death! read more »

    Sidney Lanier
  • 2.
    On A Wedding Anniversary

    The sky is torn across
    This ragged anniversary of two
    Who moved for three years in tune
    Down the long walks of their vows. read more »

    Dylan Thomas
  • 3.
    Wedding Toast

    St. John tells how, at Cana's wedding feast,
    The water-pots poured wine in such amount
    That by his sober count
    There were a hundred gallons at the least. read more »

    Richard Wilbur
  • 4.
    Tin Wedding Whistle

    Though you know it anyhow
    Listen to me, darling, now, read more »

    Ogden Nash
  • 5.
    The Wedding

    i wake up early dawn
    to witness the changes in sky
    from darkness to morn
    for a new bride tonight.. read more »

    lady grace
  • 6.

    My wedding-ring lies in a basket
    as if at the bottom of a well.
    Nothing will come to fish it back up
    and onto my finger again. read more »

    Denise Levertov
  • 7.
    Hiawatha's Wedding-Feast

    You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,
    How the handsome Yenadizze
    Danced at Hiawatha's wedding; read more »

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • 8.

    Thou God, whose high, eternal Love
    Is the only blue sky of our life,
    Clear all the Heaven that bends above
    The life-road of this man and wife. read more »

    Sidney Lanier
  • 9.
    At The Wedding-March

    God with honour hang your head,
    Groom, and grace you, bride, your bed
    With lissome scions, sweet scions,
    Out of hallowed bodies bred. read more »

    Gerard Manley Hopkins
  • 10.
    A Slice Of Wedding Cake

    Why have such scores of lovely, gifted girls
    Married impossible men?
    Simple self-sacrifice may be ruled out, read more »

    Robert Graves
  • 11.
    The Wedding Shop

    A wedding dress is what I would like,
    So to a wedding shop then, I must hike,
    To choose a dress, that is my aim,
    One that will suit my voluptuous frame. read more »

    Ernestine Northover
  • 12.
    On The Night Of A Friend's Wedding

    If ever I am old, and all alone,
    I shall have killed one grief, at any rate;
    For then, thank God, I shall not have to wait
    Much longer for the sheaves that I have sown. read more »

    Edwin Arlington Robinson