Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
251. Fabrizio Frosini poet Nocturnal Snowing by Fabrizio Frosini Gold Star - 10,427 Points
«Let this fluffy snow fall upon our
Dreams and make them shine! »
9.83 46
252. Siegfried Sassoon poet Suicide in the Trenches by Siegfried Sassoon
I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
8.67 4
253. Wallace Stevens poet The Emperor Of Ice-Cream by Wallace Stevens
Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
8.55 14
254. Henry Lawson poet Andy's Gone With Cattle by Henry Lawson

Our Andy's gone to battle now
6.14 21
255. Charles Baudelaire poet Be Drunk by Charles Baudelaire
You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the
only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks
6.61 3
256. James Whitcomb Riley poet A Life-Lesson by James Whitcomb Riley
There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your doll, I know;
6.72 19
257. Constantine P. Cavafy poet Ithaca by Constantine P. Cavafy
When you set out for Ithaka
ask that your way be long,
7.36 10
258. Hilaire Belloc poet The Frog by Hilaire Belloc
Be kind and tender to the Frog,
And do not call him names,
6.74 14
259. Jimmy Santiago Baca poet I Am Offering This Poem by Jimmy Santiago Baca
I am offering this poem to you,
since I have nothing else to give.
7.97 10
260. Hilaire Belloc poet The Early Morning by Hilaire Belloc
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other:
The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.
6.45 21
261. Nikki Giovanni poet Balances by Nikki Giovanni
In life
one is always
7.95 11
262. John Masefield poet Cargoes by John Masefield
QUINQUIREME of Nineveh from distant Ophir,
Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine,
7.75 15
263. Lawrence Ferlinghetti poet The World Is a Beautiful Place by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
The world is a beautiful place
to be born into
8.38 3
264. Edmund Spenser poet Ice and Fire by Edmund Spenser
My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How comes it then that this her cold so great
7.03 17
265. Ezra Pound poet And the days are not full enough by Ezra Pound
And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
7.32 3
266. Sara Teasdale poet Alone by Sara Teasdale
I am alone, in spite of love,
In spite of all I take and give—
6.74 9
267. Theodore Roethke poet I Knew a Woman by Theodore Roethke
I knew a woman, lovely in her bones,
When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;
8.16 10
268. Carl Sandburg poet Chicago by Carl Sandburg
Hog Butcher for the World,
Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
7.33 7
269. Emily Jane Brontë poet I Am the Only Being Whose Doom by Emily Jane Brontë
I am the only being whose doom
No tongue would ask no eye would mourn
6.52 17
270. Ted Hughes poet Hawk Roosting by Ted Hughes
I sit in the top of the wood, my eyes closed.
Inaction, no falsifying dream
7.83 7
271. Thomas Gray poet Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard by Thomas Gray
The Curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,
7.49 10
272. Alexander Pope poet Ode on Solitude by Alexander Pope
Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
6.86 11
273. Richard Wilbur poet Boy at the Window by Richard Wilbur
Seeing the snowman standing all alone
In dusk and cold is more than he can bear.
7.76 14
274. Federico García Lorca poet City That Does Not Sleep by Federico García Lorca
In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody.
Nobody is asleep.
6.63 6
275. Wallace Stevens poet Sunday Morning by Wallace Stevens
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Complacencies of the peignoir, and late
8.71 13
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