Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
401. Sappho poet On What Is Best by Sappho
Some celebrate the beauty
of knights, or infantry,
6.73 16
402. Sir Walter Raleigh poet The Conclusion by Sir Walter Raleigh
EVEN such is Time, that takes in trust
Our youth, our joys, our all we have,
6.30 17
403. Dante Gabriel Rossetti poet Autumn Song by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the heart feels a languid grief
6.29 18
404. Matsuo Basho poet A Snowy Morning by Matsuo Basho
A snowy morning--
by myself,
5.45 5
405. Jack Kerouac poet Haiku (The Taste...) by Jack Kerouac
The taste
of rain
—Why kneel?
7.24 19
406. Sharon Olds poet The End by Sharon Olds
We decided to have the abortion, became
killers together. The period that came
6.85 12
407. 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
408. 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,
5.54 12
409. Lawrence Ferlinghetti poet Constantly Risking Absurdity by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Constantly risking absurdity
and death
7.74 6
410. Charles Baudelaire poet Anywhere Out Of The World by Charles Baudelaire
This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds; one man would like to
suffer in front of the stove, and another believes that he would recover his health beside the window.
5.88 4
411. Kim Addonizio poet What Do Women Want? by Kim Addonizio
I want a red dress.
I want it flimsy and cheap,
8.31 12
412. Marianne Moore poet Poetry by Marianne Moore
I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all
this fiddle.
6.34 4
413. Judith Viorst poet Since Hanna Moved Away by Judith Viorst
The tires on my bike are flat.
The sky is grouchy gray.
8.36 14
414. Robert Southey poet Inchcape Rock by Robert Southey
No stir in the air, no stir in the sea,
The Ship was still as she could be;
6.43 13
415. 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
416. Robert Herrick poet To The Virgins, Make Much Of Time by Robert Herrick
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:
Old Time is still a-flying;
7.69 7
417. James Whitcomb Riley poet When The Frost Is On The Punkin by James Whitcomb Riley
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey cock
6.50 16
418. Thomas Stearns Eliot poet Ash Wednesday by Thomas Stearns Eliot
I
Because I do not hope to turn again
9.45 21
419. Etheridge Knight poet A Poem For Myself by Etheridge Knight
I was born in Mississippi;
I walked barefooted thru the mud.
7.62 17
420. 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
421. Oliver Wendell Holmes poet Sun And Shadow by Oliver Wendell Holmes
As I look from the isle, o'er its billows of green,
To the billows of foam-crested blue,
6.18 15
422. Louise Gluck poet Celestial Music by Louise Gluck
I have a friend who still believes in heaven.
Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally talks to God.
7.06 14
423. 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,
6.26 4
424. Andre Breton poet Freedom Of Love by Andre Breton
(Translated from the French by Edouard Rodti)
My wife with the hair of a wood fire
6.03 12
425. Siegfried Sassoon poet A Letter Home by Siegfried Sassoon
(To Robert Graves)
I
6.01 6
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