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The Spring Equinox -Famous Poets
Now is the pause between asleep and awake: Two seasons take A colour and quality each from each as yet. The new stage-set Spandril, column and fan of spring is raised against the winter backdrop...
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The Trees -Philip Larkin -Famous Poet
The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they die too,...
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“Top 10 Famous, Romantic Love Poems”
As long as there have been poets, there have been love poems. After all, if love cannot inspire, what can? Our minds turn to love on special anniversaries, Valentine’s Day and weddings, but how to...
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Yet another poem
This horse I thought I’d ride Is dead. Why try to flog it? Might as well get off the thing. Don’t think to drag it To the winning post. What winning post? There isn’t one. It’s dead I tell you. Dead....
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The Raven BY EDGAR ALLAN PO – YOUR FAVOURITE POEM
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some...
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Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for...
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The Hag – YOUR FAVOURITE POEM
The Hag is astride, This night for to ride; The Devill and shee together: Through thick, and through thin, Now out, and then in, Thorn or a Burr She takes for a Spurre: With a lash of...
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Mr. Macklin’s Jack O’Lantern -YOUR FAVOURITE POEM
Mr. Macklin takes his knife And carves the yellow pumpkin face: Three holes bring eyes and nose to life, The mouth has thirteen teeth in place. Then Mr. Macklin just for fun Transfers the corn-cob...
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THE BEST POEM IN THE WORLD! – YOUR FAVOURITE POEM
I was shocked, confused, bewildered as I entered Heaven’s door, Not by the beauty of it all, by the lights or its decor. But it was the folks in Heaven who made me sputter and gasp– the thieves, the...
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“The Chimney Sweeper,” from Songs of Innocence -Famous Poet-William Blake
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry ” ‘weep! ‘weep! ‘weep! ‘weep!’ “ So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep. There’s little Tom...
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COASTWISE BARGES- YOUR FAVOURITE POEM
Poem, origin unknown, found in handwritten notes of the late Frank Willmott.Buxom barges drifting, Outward with the tide, Outward, onwards, seawrad, Where buoys and beacons guide.Bound with Grain...
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Early Spring by William Wordsworth -YOUR FAVOURITE POEM
I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that...
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On May Morning by John Milton – Famous poet
John Milton was born on December 9, 1608, in London, as the second child of John and Sara (neé Jeffrey). The family lived on Bread Street in Cheapside, near St. Paul’s Cathedral. John Milton Sr....
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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? (Sonnet 18) YOUR FAVOURITE POEM
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of...
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Top 10 Poems
What are the world’s most popular poems? Between May 15th 2007, and March 21st, 2008, Classic Poetry Aloud had some half a million downloads from across the globe. This shows the most downloaded...
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Four Poems by Philip Larkin
DOCKERY AND SON “Dockery was junior to you, Wasn’t he?” said the Dean. “His son’s here now.” Death-suited, visitant, I nod. “And do You keep in touch with—” Or remember how Black-gowned,...
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Under The Greenwood Tree by William Shakespeare – Famous poets
Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird’s throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy...
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The Butter Factory
It was built of things that must not mix: paint, cream, and water, fire and dusty oil. You heard the water dreaming in its large kneed pipes, up from the weir. And the cordwood our fathers cut for...
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