Top 500 Poems
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by Archibald MacLeish
A poem should be palpable and mute
As a globed fruit
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
Be With Those Who Help Your Being
by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Be with those who help your being.
Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath
What Were They Like?
by Denise Levertov
Did the people of Viet Nam
use lanterns of stone?
by Sheikh Hina Yasmeen
I am so in love
In love with Joy
by Candice George
I am beautiful
Not only because of the curve of my hips
Faces In The Street
by Henry Lawson
They lie, the men who tell us in a loud decisive tone
School Is Not So Cool
by Chantel Braatz
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool
Naming of Parts
by Henry Reed
Today we have naming of parts. Yesterday,
We had daily cleaning. And tomorrow morning,
by Seamus Heaney
Late August, given heavy rain and sun
For a full week, the blackberries would ripen.
by Mandi Ducroq
Innocence stolen without my permission
Innocence gone without my submission
The Hope Of My Heart
by John McCrae
"Delicta juventutis et ignorantius ejus, quoesumus ne memineris, Domine."
I left, to earth, a little maiden fair,
All Day I Hear the Noise of Waters
by James Joyce
All day I hear the noise of waters
by May Swenson
Body my house
my horse my hound
* Send me a Love *
by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
The sound of running water
galvanizes the wound I endure
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.
Just Beyond The Sunset
by David Harris
Just beyond the sunset
Someone waits for me
Down Behind the Dustbin
by Michael Rosen
Down behind the dustbin
I met a dog called Ted.
by Siegfried Sassoon
Have you forgotten yet?...
For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days,
To Lucasta, Going To The Wars
by Richard Lovelace
Tell me not (Sweet) I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
by George Herbert
When thou didst entice to thee my heart,
I thought the service brave:
by Louise Gluck
I'll tell you something: every day
people are dying. And that's just the beginning.
Sorry, I’m So Sorry
by kalista mccart
Sorry for making you mad
Sorry for everything I said
In Reference to her Children
by Anne Bradstreet
I had eight birds hatched in one nest,
Four cocks there were, and hens the rest.
In Paris With You
by James Fenton
Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful
And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two.