Top 500 Poems


# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
476. Daniel Chapman poet LOVE IS by Daniel Chapman Rookie
What is love, Love can't see you but you can't see it
Love is a sneaky thing I guess sort of slick
7.77 28
477. Jean Pullman poet True beauty by Jean Pullman Rookie - 0 Points
True beauty is in the way she laughs
True beauty is in her eyes
8.47 15
478. Sir Walter Scott poet Lochinvar by Sir Walter Scott
O young Lochinvar is come out of the west,
Through all the wide Border his steed was the best;
7.09 5
479. David Berman poet Self-Portrait At 28 by David Berman
I know it's a bad title
but I'm giving it to myself as a gift
9.37 6
480. Simon Armitage poet About His Person by Simon Armitage
Five pounds fifty in change, exactly,
a library card on its date of expiry.
7.13 4
481. Michael Shepherd poet ! A grief ago by Michael Shepherd Rookie
'There is no grief
which time does not lessen
5.61 32
482. Seamus Heaney poet Mid-Term Break by Seamus Heaney Rookie
I sat all morning in the college sick bay
Counting bells knelling classes to a close.
7.56 3
483. Jhustin Sanao poet The First And Last Time by Jhustin Sanao Rookie - 10 Points
Since we first met, I can’t seem to forget you
You mesmerize me with your beautiful face
8.09 147
484. Derek Walcott poet A City's Death By Fire by Derek Walcott
After that hot gospeller has levelled all but the churched sky,
I wrote the tale by tallow of a city's death by fire;
7.14 6
485. 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,
6.50 6
486. Richard Lovelace poet To Lucasta, Going To The Wars by Richard Lovelace
Tell me not (Sweet) I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
6.76 10
487. Allan Ahlberg poet Please Mrs Butler by Allan Ahlberg
Please Mrs Butler
This boy Derek Drew
8.32 2
488. Muriel Stuart poet The Seed-Shop by Muriel Stuart
Here in a quiet and dusty room they lie,
Faded as crumbled stone or shifting sand,
7.48 24
489. Joyce Kilmer poet The House with Nobody in It by Joyce Kilmer
Whenever I walk to Suffern along the Erie track
I go by a poor old farmhouse with its shingles broken and black.
7.68 7
490. Edward Lear poet The Owl and the Pussy-cat by Edward Lear
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
6.48 2
491. Helen Hunt Jackson poet A Calendar of Sonnets: January by Helen Hunt Jackson
O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire,
What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn
5.97 15
492. Siegfried Sassoon poet A Child's Prayer by Siegfried Sassoon
For Morn, my dome of blue,
For Meadows, green and gay,
6.12 2
493. Thomas Nashe poet Spring, the Sweet Spring by Thomas Nashe
Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
5.45 13
494. Philip Larkin poet Aubade by Philip Larkin
I work all day, and get half-drunk at night.
Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare.
5.83 7
495. Jenny Joseph poet The sun has burst the sky by Jenny Joseph
The sun has burst the sky
Because I love you
7.67 8
496. Edwin Morgan poet One Cigarette by Edwin Morgan
No smoke without you, my fire.
After you left,
6.36 8
497. Letitia Elizabeth Landon poet Revenge by Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Ay, gaze upon her rose-wreathed hair,
And gaze upon her smile;
7.22 21
498. Mary Elizabeth Coleridge poet Affection by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
The earth that made the rose,
She also is thy mother, and not I.
6.88 21
499. Jorge Luis Borges poet History of the Night by Jorge Luis Borges
Through the course of generations
men brought the night into being.
7.82 15
500. Naomi Shihab Nye poet Making A Fist by Naomi Shihab Nye
We forget that we are all dead men conversing wtih dead men.
—Jorge Luis Borges
8.17 5
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