Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
376. John Ronald Reuel Tolkien poet All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter by John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
1.00 50
377. Octavio Paz poet As One Listens To The Rain by Octavio Paz
Listen to me as one listens to the rain,
not attentive, not distracted,
7.26 9
378. Wislawa Szymborska poet Under One Small Star by Wislawa Szymborska
My apologies to chance for calling it necessity.
My apologies to necessity if I'm mistaken, after all.
9.24 10
379. Edwin Brock poet Five Ways To Kill A Man by Edwin Brock
There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man.
You can make him carry a plank of wood
6.94 18
380. Jack Kerouac poet Haiku (The Taste...) by Jack Kerouac
The taste
of rain
—Why kneel?
7.20 17
381. Ambrose Bierce poet Alone by Ambrose Bierce
In contact, lo! the flint and steel,
By sharp and flame, the thought reveal
5.87 19
382. Sonia Sanchez poet Personal Letter No. 3 by Sonia Sanchez
nothing will keep
us young you know
7.12 7
383. Mary Havran poet Tested By The Fire by Mary Havran Rookie
Am I to be tested by fire?
Tempered, as steel, to forge the keener blade
9.36 26
384. Sarojini Naidu poet Autumn Song by Sarojini Naidu
Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow,
   The sunset hangs on a cloud;
6.47 4
385. Ralph Waldo Emerson poet The Bell by Ralph Waldo Emerson
I love thy music, mellow bell,
I love thine iron chime,
6.46 21
386. Katharine Lee Bates poet America The Beautiful by Katharine Lee Bates
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
5.88 16
387. Walter de la Mare poet Some One by Walter de la Mare
Some one came knocking
At my wee, small door;
7.25 8
388. Seamus Heaney poet Digging by Seamus Heaney Rookie
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.
7.64 11
389. Kabir poet Abode Of The Beloved by Kabir
Oh Companion That Abode Is Unmatched,
Where My Complete Beloved Is.
6.28 11
390. Judith Viorst poet True Love by Judith Viorst
It is true love because
I put on eyeliner and a concerto and make pungent observations about the great issues of the day
8.41 9
391. Patrick Kavanagh poet Inniskeen Road: July Evening by Patrick Kavanagh
The bicycles go by in twos and threes -
There's a dance in Billy Brennan's barn to-night,
6.23 4
392. Matsuo Basho poet A Bee by Matsuo Basho
A bee
staggers out
6.60 6
393. Thomas Stearns Eliot poet Ash Wednesday by Thomas Stearns Eliot
I
Because I do not hope to turn again
9.45 21
394. Christopher Marlowe poet Hero And Leander by Christopher Marlowe
It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is over-rul'd by fate.
6.79 13
395. Emily Jane Brontë poet "A Little While, A Little While..." by Emily Jane Brontë
A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
5.48 11
396. Theodore Roethke poet In A Dark Time by Theodore Roethke
In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
7.58 3
397. Thomas Moore poet Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young Charms by Thomas Moore
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms,
Which I gaze on so fondly to-day,
6.81 13
398. Louis Macneice poet Snow by Louis Macneice
The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
6.86 4
399. Marianne Moore poet Poetry by Marianne Moore
I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all
this fiddle.
6.34 4
400. George Gordon Byron poet There Is Pleasure In The Pathless Woods by George Gordon Byron
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
6.79 13
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