The 10 Best Emily Dickinson Poems

The 10 Best Emily Dickinson Poems

The 10 Best Emily Dickinson Poems

https://www.memefloristbali.com/ – Emily Dickinson did not leave any poetics or treatise to explain her life’s work, so we can come to her poetry with minds and hearts open, and unearth whatever it is we need to find. Her oeuvre is a large one and most of her work was done in secret – she didn’t share most of what she wrote. Ten or so poems were published in her lifetime, mostly without her consent. She often included poems with letters but, after her death, the poet’s sister Vinnie was surprised to find almost eighteen hundred individual poems in Dickinson’s bedroom, some of them bound into booklets by the poet.

1. “I taste a liquor never brewed”

In life and in art Emily Dickinson was idiosyncratic – she did not choose the prescribed life of a well to-do woman of her era (marriage etc.) rather she become an outsider. While ‘I taste a liquor never brewed –’ illustrates her devotion to rhyme, it also shows her maverick’s disregard for it – she often chose an apt image rather than a full rhyme. Dickinson sometimes wrote alternative lines for ‘finished’ poems. Here ‘Not all the Frankfort berries’ can be swapped out for ‘Not all the vats upon the Rhine’; we’re still in Germany but with a vastly different image. This poem illustrates how intoxicating the natural world was to Dickinson. Luckily the house she chose to sequester herself inside, in the latter part of her life, was set on large grounds. There she and her family grew an abundance of produce and flowers; all the better for this little tippler.

2. “Success is counted sweetest”

‘Success is counted sweetest’ is one of Dickinson’s many poems on the subject of fame. Dickinson is at her aphoristic best in poems like this, where she shines a light on the complexities of human desire. Interestingly, though Dickinson did not seek publication – her father disdained Women of Letters – this poem was published (anonymously) in an anthology called A Masque of Poets. ‘Success is counted sweetest’ brings to mind the four lines of ‘Fame is a Bee’, where Dickinson points out that fame has both song and sting, but also wings. By turning her back on notoriety Dickinson may have been trying to protect her good name. Or perhaps she feared editorial input because she had already been stung.

3. “Wild nights – Wild nights!”

Dickinson’s posthumous editor and friend, Thomas Wentworth Higginson, worried about including this poem in the 1891 volume of her poetry ‘lest the malignant read into it more than that virgin recluse ever dreamed of putting there.’ Higginson seems very sure of Dickinson’s virginal state but seems to forget that she had a late romance with her father’s friend, Judge Otis Lord. Dickinson was seen sitting in Lord’s lap and wrote to him (in the third person): ‘I confess that I love him – I rejoice that I love him…’ Lord asked to marry her; apparently she refused. ‘Wild Nights – Wild Nights’ predates Dickinson’s romance with Lord but she had previous love-objects, like the mysterious ‘Master’ and also sister-in-law Sue, whom she loved ardently, as many Victorian women loved their dearest friends. So the abandon of this celebrated Dickinson love poem is not out of place and can be read for what it is: a passionate, exuberant and loving cry from the heart. It’s beautifully done.

4. “I felt a Funeral, in my Brain”

‘I felt a Funeral, in my Brain’ is one of Dickinson’s most well-known poems on mental health, using some of her favourite metaphors: death and the afterlife. The poem has the trademark up-note ending, so that the reader must guess where the breakdown leads to – the heaven of well-being, or the hell of continued mental anguish. There is a theory that Dickinson, like her nephew Ned, was epileptic; she definitely suffered eye trouble and, as we know, she had agoraphobic tendencies. Any of these, or just plain old depression, might have sparked this poem. The melding of the physical and the mental is deftly done with strong verbs – tread, break, beat, creak – that lead down to that final, breathless ‘plunge’.

5. “I’m Nobody! Who are you?”

Dickinson’s random use of capital letters throughout her work raises questions, but the practice comes into its own in this short poem. ‘I’m Nobody! Who are you?’ she wrote. The narrator may be nobody but she makes herself somebody with that capital N. Here is another poem about notoriety and the public eye. Perhaps it’s an apt mantra for the social media abstainers of today who prefer to revel in the luxury of anonymity, much as Dickinson did. This is one that appealed hugely to me as a child for its cheekiness and for that unexpected frog.

6. “‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers”

This is my favourite Emily Dickinson poem. Its warmth and positivity speak to my gut every time. I always pause on the inverted commas around the word ‘hope’ – and wonder why Dickinson felt the need for them. Was she qualifying hope in some private way? Dickinson was a fan of Emily Brontë – she chose the English writer’s ‘No coward soul is mine’ to be read at her funeral. Was ‘“Hope” is the thing with feathers’ influenced by Brontë’s poem ‘Hope’, within which hope ‘stretched her wings and soared to Heaven’? If so, Dickinson chose to make her poem life-affirming, a counterpoint to Brontë’s more downbeat verses on the same theme.

7. “A Bird, came down the Walk”

This is a poem I studied at school at about the age of ten. It is not as cryptic as many of Dickinson’s poems so it’s perfect for younger poetry readers. Dickinson valued the musicality of words and she loved a hymnal beat. The bird’s ‘frightened Beads’ for eyes and its ‘Velvet Head’ are the sort of recognisable, tactile images that children love. As a child who loved words, ‘plashless’ sang to me and gave me an understanding of the power of originality. I distinctly remember reciting this poem to my four sisters while acting out the part of the bird: hopping sidewise, glancing ‘with rapid eyes’ and finally unrolling my feathers to row away. Read this one to your young friends.

8. “Because I could not stop for Death”

Perhaps the best known of Dickinson’s poems are the melancholic ones – those that deal with death and the afterlife. This may be tied in with the notion that because Dickinson was reclusive, she was also angsty and nun-like. It may also be linked to a general fascination with those who beat their own path, particularly if they seem to do it alone. The grim reaper in this poem is a civil gentleman who takes the narrator – already ghostlike in gossamer and tulle – gently towards death. It’s a hopeful, meditative poem about the promise of immortality.

9. “My Life had stood – a Loaded Gun”

Emily Dickinson excels at the explosive first line that draws the reader in; ‘My Life had stood – a Loaded Gun’ is one of her strongest openers. The poem is cryptic – it may be about the afterlife, or it may be about an actual lover; it may be a meditation on anger, helplessness and power. One reading holds that it is a Dickinson backlash against having to write her poetry in secret – gun as language, waiting to go off. Interestingly Lyndall Gordon adapted the first line for the title of her book about the Dickinson family feuds to Lives Like Loaded Guns.

10. “Tell all the truth but tell it slant”

Emily Dickinson loved riddles and this poem has an element of that playfulness. Ostensibly an instructional poem about how to be honest in a kindly way, it can also be read as a Dickinson poetics: Write the poem, but don’t spell it out. Decorate your message with imagery and let the reader slowly grasp the meaning. ‘Dazzle gradually.’

18 Famous Poets and Their Most Influential Poems

18 Famous Poets and Their Most Influential Poems

18 Famous Poets and Their Most Influential Poems

Poetry has changed continuously throughout the centuries. But these famous poets have stood the test of time with their distinct styles and contribution to poetry. Who are they? In this article, we’ll go over the most well-known poets and their popular poetry.

1. William Shakespeare

Born in 1564, William Shakespeare is one of the greatest poets in English literature. His plays have been staged and adapted countless times over the centuries and across the globe.

Although better known as a playwright, Shakespeare pioneered the sonnet form in English.

This accomplishment alone sets him among the best poets in the world. Shakespeare’s most famous sonnets include:

  • Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? (Sonnet 18)
  • My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun (Sonnet 130)
  • Let me not to the marriage of true minds (Sonnet 116)

With over a hundred poems to his name, Shakespeare is undoubtedly one of the world’s most celebrated writers as well.

2. Maya Angelou

Born Marguerite Johnson in St. Louis, Missouri, this poet and activist worked alongside Martin Luther King Jr. and Malcolm X. She worked an impressive array of jobs, from streetcar operator to sex worker to journalist.

She wrote numerous poems, several autobiographies, and news reports. Angelou was a recipient of the Presidential Medal of Freedom (2010) and a Pulitzer Prize nominee (1972). Her best-known poems are “Caged Bird” and “Still I Rise.”

Angelou remained active until she died in 2014, arguably making her one of the best female poets of the 21st century as well as the 20th.

3. Robert Frost

Born in 1874, this quintessential American poet filled his verse with scenes of New England life.

During Frost’s long life, poetry underwent many radical changes in form, but Frost’s style remained consistent and uniquely his.

In fact, Frost had a long, prolific career and won four Pulitzer Prizes, securing his place among the best poets of the 20th century. He was presented with the Congressional Gold Medal in 1962 and delivered a poem at John F. Kennedy’s inauguration. He died in 1963.

His “The Road Not Taken” is one of the best-known American poems of the 20th century.

4. Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson is not only one of the most famous female poets, but she is also among the best American authors.

After school, Dickinson remained in her parent’s household her entire life. She was not precisely the recluse she’s often depicted as, but she never married, traveled, or worked outside the home.

She wrote almost 1800 poems, stitched into packets, discovered, and published only after she died in 1886. Her spare, elliptical style is unmistakable in the classic “Because I could not stop for Death.“

5. William Butler Yeats

Born in 1865, W.B. Yeats was a poet, playwright, and later senator of the Irish Free State. Though he was born into a prosperous Anglo-Irish Protestant family, Yeats’ nationalism shows in his fusion of mysticism and Irish folklore.

He was also deeply involved in Irish politics around the period of the Irish uprising against British rule in 1916. Many of his compatriots were imprisoned or executed for their activity.

Yeats won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1923. His best-known poems include:

The Second Coming
Sailing to Byzantium
Easter, 1916

6. John Keats

This English Romantic poet was only 25 when he died of tuberculosis, but he left an impressive body of work behind.

Keats was born in 1795 into a family of modest means and trained to be a physician. However, he gave up medicine to devote himself to poetry. He was not financially successful, but many consider him to be one of the best poets of the 19th century.

He died in 1821 in Italy, where he had hoped the drier air would alleviate his tuberculosis. His best-known poems are “Ode on a Grecian Urn” and “To Autumn.”

7. Sylvia Plath

Born in Boston in 1932, this American poet of the Confessional school showed early promise as a student at Smith College.

After winning a Fulbright fellowship to study in England, Plath met and married fellow poet Ted Hughes. Her marriage was tumultuous, and she struggled with mental illness for many years.

Her novel “The Bell Jar” recounts these struggles in a semi-autobiographical fashion. In 1963, unfortunately, she took her own life.

Her best-known poem, which seems to foreshadow her death, is “Lady Lazarus.” In 1982, she was posthumously awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry.

8. William Wordsworth

This English poet, born in 1770, was one of the earliest leaders of the Romantic movement.

Wordsworth’s poetry expresses a deep appreciation of nature and people’s ordinary lives. He was also an ardent supporter of the French Revolution in his youth and traveled to France to witness it firsthand.

He returned to England and continued with his poetry and activism on behalf of the common people. However, he adopted more conservative views as he aged and settled in the Lake District in northern England.

He spent his later years there, immersing himself in the dramatic landscapes of his home. He was appointed poet laureate of England in 1843, a position he held until his death in 1850.

Two of Wordsmoth’s most famous poems are “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” and “The World Is Too Much with Us.”

9. Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman, born in 1819, is a towering figure in the American literary landscape. His poetry celebrates the self, the soul, and the fellowship of all people in expansive, unconventional verse.

A printer by trade, Whitman also worked as a journalist, publisher, and even a carpenter before becoming an established poet. His life was as unconventional as his verse. Many of his works came under criticism for indecency or immorality.

“Song of Myself” and “When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloomed” are his two most celebrated poems. The latter is a quiet, somber tribute to Abraham Lincoln, written shortly after his assassination.

10. Edgar Allan Poe

Poe is best remembered for tales of horror and suspense like “The Cask of Amontillado” and “The Tell-Tale Heart.” He significantly shaped modern prose fiction, but he considered himself mainly a poet.

Poe was born in 1809 and orphaned when he was only two years old. He was taken in and educated by John Allen, possibly his godfather, though he never formally adopted Poe.

Poe received an excellent education but had tumultuous young adulthood. He was kicked out of the University of Virginia for accumulating gambling debts and was forced to make his own living.

He worked steadily at many magazines as an editor and a writer. In 1836, he married his thirteen-year-old cousin Virginia Clemm. Their marriage was by all accounts a happy one until Virginia died in 1847. Poe’s behavior became more erratic after that, and he died in 1849. His best-known poems are “The Raven” and “Annabel Lee.”

11. Homer

Like other poetry of the time, Homer’s epics were made to be performed aloud, possibly to music. Very little is known about Homer, and it’s possible that there was no single poet by that name.

Whatever the identity of the poet (or poets) responsible, “The Iliad” tells the story of the Trojan War.

Another famous poem is “The Odyssey,” which recounts the travels and adventures of the warrior Odysseus and his ten-year journey home from the Trojan War.

The poems as we know them today were likely written down in the 6th century BC, at least two centuries after Homer’s death. It’s impossible to overstate their importance to Western literature. Everyone from Virgil to James Joyce has drawn inspiration from Homer’s work.

12. Langston Hughes

Born in 1902, Hughes became one of the most famous poets of the Harlem Renaissance. His youth was very mobile, and he had lived in six different cities by the time he reached adulthood. His adulthood was also full of motion.

While he pursued writing, he traveled to Europe, West Africa, and Mexico. He also worked many jobs as a cook, sailor, farmer, and nightclub doorman.

Hughes’ poetry often mimics the rhythms of blues and jazz. It employs the simple, direct speech of Black daily life. This style of language was not always well-received, especially by some members of the Black intelligentsia.

They sought to distance themselves from the plain speech of regular people while Hughes embraced it fully. Today Langston Hughes’ legacy is undeniable. Among his best-known poems are:

  • Dreams
  • The Negro Speaks of Rivers
  • Theme for English B

13. Oscar Wilde

Born in 1854, this Anglo-Irish poet and playwright was known for his flamboyant fashion sense and witty writing.

Wilde was a disciple of the movement known as aestheticism, which preached art for art’s sake. Wilde’s writings display a sharp wit and flair for wordplay.

He also had his share of critics, who found his writing superficial and disapproved of his personal life. Wilde made no great effort to hide his homosexuality.

In 1895, he was convicted of “sodomy and gross indecency” after quarreling with his lover’s father. Wilde’s two-year sentence to hard labor destroyed his health and career but was the inspiration for his only major poem, “The Ballad of Reading Gaol.”

14. Dante Alighieri

Dante was a towering figure of the Italian Renaissance and the first major poet to write in Italian. In fact, he argued passionately for Italian to stand on equal footing with Latin as a literary language. Though a native of Florence, Dante spent much of his life in exile due to his political activity.

His masterpiece “The Divine Comedy” takes its narrator on a guided tour through Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise. It’s no coincidence that many of Dante’s political enemies are in Hell alongside mythical and legendary evildoers.

15. Pablo Neruda

Born Ricardo Eliezer Neftali Reyes y Basoalto in 1904, this Chilean poet began his career as a diplomat. Neruda was not associated with any particular poetic movement but possessed his own style.

Neruda won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1971 and is one of the most famous poets in any language. His best-known work translated into English is the collection “Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair.”

16. William Blake

Many scholars and students consider poet, painter, and engraver William Blake as one of the best poets of the 18th century.

His boldly mystical works, illustrated by Blake himself, anticipate many later developments by the Romantic poets of the 19th century. His best-known works are “Songs of Innocence,” “Songs of Experience,” and the lyrics to the famous hymn “Jerusalem.”

17. John Milton

John Milton is among the most famous poets of the English language. Unknown to many, he also had a busy career as Oliver Cromwell’s Latin secretary during the Commonwealth period after the English Civil War.

Milton’s best-known work is “Paradise Lost.” It is a long epic poem about the fall of the rebel angels from Heaven and the temptation of Adam.

18. Percy Bysshe Shelley

This giant of the English Romantic period was close to the most influential literary figures of his time. He was friends with the poet Byron, and his wife Mary Shelley was the author of Frankenstein. Shelley was born into an affluent family and attended Oxford, but he led a politically and socially unconventional life.

He and Mary lived mainly on the Continent with a revolving cast of friends and confidants until his death by drowning in 1822. He is best remembered for the poem “Ozymandias,” which contemplates an ancient ruin and the fleeting nature of power.

Who is Your Favorite Poet?

Do you agree with this list? Are there any poets missing from the list? Do you think some of the poets mentioned don’t deserve to be on our list?

Let us know by leaving a comment.

5 Reasons to Teach Poetry in the Classroom

5 Reasons to Teach Poetry in the Classroom

5 Reasons to Teach Poetry in the Classroom

Read the five reasons that explain the importance of teaching poetry, and instill a love for poems in the classroom. Children will love these activities that build reading, writing, and language skills.

Why Teach Poetry?

There tend to be two types of teachers when it comes to poetry: Ones who love it and bring it into the classroom freely and often. Then others stay clear. The reason for this may be because they don’t think it fits with the curriculum and what they are teaching. They may not “have time” to fit it in. Or they may not enjoy poetry themselves, and this prevents them from introducing it in the classroom.

If the love is not there *yet* for you, I give you this challenge. Give it a try! Open a book of poems. Read the odd poem to your class. Find a poem that goes along with your classroom theme and share. Ask children about their experiences with poetry and how it makes them feel.

Why is Poetry Important In Primary School

Poetry has a place in our curriculum. It can be taught as part of reading, writing, and language lessons, and it fits easily into classroom themes, projects, and celebrations. It can add additional value to our studies. Poem of the week activities can be easily implemented to strengthen language arts lessons.

This post includes five reasons to teach poetry in the classroom. If you are a poetry advocate already, I hope you gain some additional insight and ideas to strengthen your program. If you are reluctant to teach poetry, I encourage you to read the reasons why and to find out for yourself. The reasons listed, as well as FREE activities to try, will help guide you in the right direction!

1. Build Reading, Speaking, & Listening Skills

Why teach poetry? Children need to learn to read a variety of texts and poems are one of those forms. The unique thing about poetry is that we often read aloud, repeat often, and share in groups. When children are listening to poems orally, they are building their listening skills. They learn to attend to the words they hear and to think about what those words mean together.

When sharing poems in a classroom, look at, and read them together. Children are strengthening their reading skills and build reading fluency through repeated reading. The dots connect in a child’s brain when they see it, hear it, and say it aloud. Children begin to listen to the rhythms and rhyme present in poems. Reading fluency develops as verses are practiced and read many times. Rachel Clarke says “As teachers when we use poetry with children we are modeling how to read it, building familiarity with it, and widening children’s reading horizons,”

Reading comprehension also results in discussions about meaning, connecting, and visualizing. Encourage children to imagine the poem as it is read aloud. They can draw a picture or think quietly about what they hear. Ask children to share what they consider a poem is about or what they believe a word or line means. Naturally, children will connect to what they hear. Ask children to share their connections to their own experiences.

2. Explore Language & Vocabulary

Poetry provides teachers with a special tool: A tool that can be broken down and evaluated in parts. A tool that can use used to teach many literacy skills.

Poetry often contains words that rhyme for effect. Children can learn about phonics and letter sounds by listening for and locating rhyming words. A poem can be used to teach sentence structure, parts of speech, and many grammar skills. Teaching grammar in engaging ways can be a struggle. Poetry can help!

Poetry builds vocabulary. Children get exposed to words they have not heard before, and they listen to them in context. Discuss new terms with children and ask them to point out the ones they hear for the first time. This exercise provides a venue for ELL learners to learn and build language. Not only do children hear new words, but they are also learning how words are chosen for effect and to create imagery.

Explore a poem of the week during a class meeting. Encourage children with activities such as locating sight words, finding new terms, or focus on a particular skill you are teaching in class. Poetry Mats are a valuable resource for practicing many skills. Poetry offers a way to teach that is memorable and motivational. The opportunities to learn through poetry are endless!

3. Inspire Writing

Teach how poems are constructed and the words they contain. It is the first step to writing. Different types of poems have various components. In poetry, we learn how to put words together to form meaning and context. We learn how to choose the right words to create imagery and effect.

When we break poems down into their parts, we learn a lot about how writing comes together. We learn how to follow a pattern and put words in a particular order. The simple patterns found in some poems are fun to follow, and great places for children to start learning to write. Writing poetry is a transferable skill that will help children write in other ways and styles.

Start teaching poetry to children early as they begin to learn to write. A good poetry writing unit includes planning and brainstorming activities, templates to practice and write, and ways to display poetry. Start by teaching simple poetry forms that follow a pattern so children can make connections. Try these free lessons as a fun start: acrostic poetry, shape poetry, autobiography poetry.

4. Encourage Creative Thinking

Poetry is a form of expression. Writing it lets us get out our feelings and thoughts on a subject while reading it encourages us to connect and find meaning in our experiences.

Poetry can have a positive impact on the social and emotional learning of children. It may offer them a new way of thinking about something. It can put things into words that children may not know how to express otherwise. Poetry encourages children to express themselves and their feelings.

Jeanette Winterson, a poet, and writer, once said, “It isn’t a hiding place. It is a finding place.” Poetry inspires children’s imaginations to run wild.

5. Build a Love for Reading

As children learn to read, expose them to a variety of styles and types of text. As teachers, we want them to love the act of reading and what they read as they learn. Learning to read can be hard work, and the books children learn first often lack that unique ingredient. Poetry is different. It has that special sauce that children crave and so much more!

Children have a natural curiosity to foster and encourage with poetry. It creates enchantment and wonder in a child’s mind. Poems encourage kids to imagine new worlds and experiences.

Poetry is great to share with children, but also have available for them to choose and read independently. Poems provide enjoyment and laughter. Poems are engaging and fun to read! They encourage kids to move with the rhythms they hear and add actions.

Teach poetry to children; otherwise, they may miss out on it completely. Children tend not to choose books of poems to read if they haven’t been exposed before. Break this barrier and share it with them. Build a love for poetry together!

Children’s Poetry Books

It is essential to find great examples of poems to share with children. Jack Prelutsky, Dennis Lee (a Canadian poet fav), Dr. Seuss, and Shel Silverstein are a few fantastic authors who have written a variety of poetry and books for children. I guarantee if you share any of the selections below, you will build a love of poetry that will last a lifetime!

FREE Resources for Teaching Poetry

Poem of the Week Pack

This FREE Poem of the Week resource includes 2 original poems and 1 nursery rhyme to add to your collection of poems. There are 6 differentiated activities included, as well as sentence strips and a bulletin board banner. Your students will be reading and writing poetry all week long!

Social-Emotional Learning Poem & Activities

This FREE empathy poetry pack includes an original poem and engaging activities. The poem and activities will help you teach the concept of empathy and build important reading skills at the same time.

Classroom Poetry Resources

Integrate the following resources into the primary classroom and any language arts curriculum. Each offers a wealth of engaging poems and activities to build a ton of skills and a love of poetry!

30 Best Poems for Kids to Entice a Love for Poetry

30 Best Poems for Kids to Entice a Love for Poetry

30 Best Poems for Kids to Entice a Love for Poetry

​​Writing a poem for kids is a fun and easy way to get their creative juices flowing. Not only can you teach them how to make up poetry, but you can also use the poems to teach them about life lessons and values. This article will give you the best kids’ poems of all time, along with giving you some great tips on how to help your child through the process of writing a poem.

Best kids’ poems
Short Poems for Kids

1. The Purple Cow
By Gelett Burgess

I never saw a purple cow,
I never hope to see one,
But I can tell you, anyhow,
I’d rather see than be one!

2. The Forest
By Annette Wynne

The forest is the town of trees
Where they live quite at their ease,
With their neighbors at their side
Just as we in cities wide.

3. Hey Diddle Diddle
Author Unknown

Hey diddle diddle,
The Cat and the fiddle,
The Cow jumped over the moon,
The little Dog laughed to see such sport,
And the Dish ran away with the Spoon.

4. There Was an Old Man with a Beard
By Edward Lear

There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said “It is just how I feared—
Two Owls and a hen,
For Larks and a wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard!”

5. The Days of the Month
Author Unknown

Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November,
February has twenty-eight alone.
All the rest have thirty-one,
Excepting leap-year—that’s the time
When February’s days are twenty-nine.

6. The Porcupine
By Ogden Nash

Any hound a porcupine nudges
Can’t be blamed for harboring grudges,
I know one hound that laughed all winter
At a porcupine that sat on a splinter.

7. At the Zoo
By William Makepeace Thackeray

First I saw the white bear, then I saw the black;
Then I saw the camel with a hump upon his back;
Then I saw the grey wolf, with mutton in his maw;
Then I saw the wombat waddle in the straw;
Then I saw the elephant a-waving of his trunk;
Then I saw the monkeys – mercy, how unpleasantly they smelt!

8. Down They Go…
By Roald Dahl

Down they go!
Hail and snow!
Freezes and sneezes and noses will blow!

9. Happy Thoughts
By Robert Louis Stevenson

The world is so full
of a number of things,
I’m sure we should all
be as happy as kings.

10. There Was an Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe
By Mother Goose

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe,
She had so many children she didn’t know what to do;
She gave them some broth without any bread,
Kissed them all soundly and sent them to bed.

Funny Poems for Kids

11. I’m a Little Teapot
By George Harold Sanders

I’m a little teapot
Short and stout
Here is my handle (one hand on hip)
Here is my spout (other arm out straight)

When I get all steamed up
Hear me shout
“Tip me over
and pour me out!” (lean over toward spout)

I’m a clever teapot,
Yes, it’s true
Here let me show you
What I can do

I can change my handle
And my spout (switch arm positions)
Just tip me over and pour me out! (lean over toward spout)

12. My Cat is Fat
By James Mcdonald

I’ve a cat named Vesters,
And he eats all day.
He always lays around,
And never wants to play.

Not even with a squeaky toy,
Nor anything that moves.
When I have him exercise,
He always disapproves.

So we’ve put him on a diet,
But now he yells all day.
And even though he’s thinner,
He still won’t come and play.

13. How Not to Have to Dry the Dishes
By Shel Silverstein

If you have to dry the dishes
(Such an awful, boring chore)
If you have to dry the dishes
(‘ Stead of going to the store)
If you have to dry the dishes
And you drop one on the floor—
Maybe they won’t let you
Dry the dishes anymore.

14. McGallimagoo
By James McDonald

My name is not McGallimagoo,
Although some would have you think.
All day long they call me this,
And I really think it stinks.

McGallimagoo come here to me
Mcgllimagoo sit down.
McGallimagoo is such a funny name,
But it always makes me frown.

So if you see me on the street,
Please don’t call me this.
Refer to me by my proper name,
Which is Mr. Hullibajiss.

15. As Soon as Fred Gets Out of Bed
By Jack Prelutsky

As soon as Fred gets out of bed,
his underwear goes on his head.
His mother laughs, “Don’t put it there,
a head’s no place for underwear!”
But near his ears, above his brains,
is where Fred’s underwear remains.

At night when Fred goes back to bed,
he deftly plucks it off his head.
His mother switches off the light
and softly croons, “Good night! Good night!”
And then, for reasons no one knows,
Fred’s underwear goes on his toes.

16. Learning
By Judith Viorst

I’m learning to say thank you.
And I’m learning to say please.
And I’m learning to use Kleenex,
Not my sweater, when I sneeze.
And I’m learning not to dribble.
And I’m learning not to slurp.
And I’m learning (though it sometimes really hurts me)
Not to burp.
And I’m learning to chew softer
When I eat corn on the cob.
And I’m learning that it’s much
Much easier to be a slob.

Poem for Kids about School

17. The Children of Beslan (To My Children)
By Irakli Kakabadze

Today is the First of September and

As natural,

As the sun’s setting and rising,

The flowers’ budding and wilting,

The healing of open wounds,

And death.

This isn’t a school bell ringing,

It’s the bells of a church.

The mothers woke us up from our summer games,

But the fathers took our hands more sternly and

more proudly than never before.

The fathers left work for the market,

Carrying heavy bags and

All kinds of thoughts and rubbish

in their heads.

We left toys with wilted smiles on the beds,

Little sisters and brothers in the windows,

Grandmothers who had combed our hair and

Crossed us as we were leaving home,

To meet with God, or our first teachers.

Here, our empty, silent notebooks,

Here, our unopened books and flat, inanimate illustrations,

The red pens, which retain their strictness, but can’t express it,

A roster, read from the grade book with no answers,

Desks without purpose and

The boards, painted black,

On which is written our first, short history.

Here, our flowers for you, who

Were supposed to open the door of life’s wisdom for us,

But the flowers have chosen a better fate.

Again, light backpacks

Are hanging like crosses upon our weak shoulders and

White shirts—

Like sacrificial lambs, we make our way to the last class.

Don’t look at the road so often,

We won’t return from here,

We continued our summer games and

We are hiding behind September first.

18. The High-School Lawn
By Thomas Hardy

Gray prinked with rose,

White tipped with blue,

Shoes with gay hose,

Sleeves of chrome hue;

Fluffed frills of white,

Dark bordered light;

Such shimmerings through

Trees of emerald green are eyed

This afternoon, from the road outside.

They whirl around:

Many laughters run

With a cascade’s sound;

Then a mere one.

A bell: they flee:

Silence then: —

So it will be

Some day again

With them, — with me.

19. Moonlily
By Marilyn Nelson

When we play horses at recess, my name

is Moonlily and I’m a yearling mare.

We gallop circles around the playground,

whinnying, neighing, and shaking our manes.

We scrape the ground with scuffed saddle oxfords,

thunder around the little kids on swings

and seesaws, and around the boys’ ball games.

We’re sorrel, chestnut, buckskin, pinto, gray,

a herd in pastel dresses and white socks.

We’re self-named, untamed, untouched, unridden.

Our plains know no fences. We can smell spring.

The bell produces metamorphosis.

Still hot and flushed, we file back to our desks,

one bay in a room of palominos.

20. Making History
By Marilyn Nelson

Somebody took a picture of a class
standing in line to get polio shots,
and published it in the Weekly Reader.
We stood like that today. And it did hurt.

Mrs. Liebel said we were Making History,
but all I did was sqwunch up my eyes and wince.
Making History takes more than standing in line
believing little white lies about pain.

Mama says First Negroes are History:
First Negro Telephone Operator,
First Negro Opera Singer At The Met,
First Negro Pilots, First Supreme Court Judge.

That lady in Montgomery just became a First
by sqwunching up her eyes and sitting there.

Poems for Kids that Rhyme

21. Eletelephony
By Laura Elizabeth Richard

Once there was an elephant,
Who tried to use the telephant—
No! No! I mean an elephone
Who tried to use the telephone—

(Dear me! I am not certain quite
That even now I’ve got it right.)
Howe’er it was, he got his trunk
Entangled in the telephunk;

The more he tried to get it free,
The louder buzzed the telephee—
(I fear I’d better drop the song
Of elephop and telephong!)

22. Two Little Dicky Birds
By Mother Goose

Two Little Dicky Birds,
Sat upon a wall.
One named Peter,
The other named Paul,
Fly away Peter.
Fly away Paul.
Come back Peter!
Come back Paul!!

23. Jack and Jill
By Mother Goose

Jack and Jill
Went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water,
Jack fell down
And broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after.
Up Jack got
And home did trot
As fast as he could caper,
Went to bed
To mend his head
With vinegar and brown paper.

24. The Crocodile
By Lewis Carroll

How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!

How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in,
With gently smiling jaws!

25. Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star
By Jane Taylor

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

26. Star Light, Star Bright
Author Unknown

Star light, start bright,
The first star I see tonight;
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.

27. Baa, Baa, Black Sheep
By Rudyard Kipling

Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags full;
One for the master,
And one for the dame,
And one for the little boy
Who lives down the lane.

28. Rhyme
By Elizabeth Coatsworth

I like to see a thunderstorm,
A dunder storm,
A blunder storm,
I like to see it, black and slow,
Come stumbling down the hill.
I like to hear a thunderstorm,
A plunder storm,
A wonder storm,
Roar loudly at our little house
And shake the window sills!

29. Mary Had a Little Lamb
By Sarah Josepha Hale

Mary had a little lamb,

Little lamb, little lamb,
Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow,
And every where that Mary went,
Mary went, Mary went,
Everywhere that Mary went,
The lamb was sure to go;
He followed her to school one day,
School one day, school one day,
He followed her to school one day,
Which was against the rule;
It made the children laugh and play,
Laugh and play, laugh and play,
It made the children laugh and play,
To see a lamb at school,
And so the teacher turned him out,
Turned him out, turned him out,
So the teacher turned him out,
But still he lingered near,
And waited patiently about,
Patiently about, patiently about,
Waited patiently about,
Till Mary did appear;
“Why does the lamb love Mary so?
Mary so, Mary so,
Why does the lamb love Mary so?”
The eager children cried;
“Why Mary loves the lamb, you know,
Lamb you know, lamb you know,
Why Mary loves the lamb, you know”
The teacher did reply;
Mary had a little lamb,
Little lamb, little lamb,
Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow.

30. Monday’s Child
By A.E Bray

Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go.
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for a living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath Day,
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.

How to Select the Best Poem for Kids?

Selecting a poem for children can be difficult. There are so many rhyming poems out there that it can feel overwhelming.

The key is to find one that is both age-appropriate and exciting. You want to find something that will keep your little one entertained and teach them something new. Make sure to find a poem that is short and easy to understand.

If you have older children and you want to read it with them, make sure you know the words ahead of time and can read all the way through without stumbling. If a poem is too long, it can become monotonous and no longer enjoyable to read.

Children will enjoy a humorous poem or a poem with an element of surprise. If possible, get your child involved in picking the poem. They will be more likely to get excited and interested if they are part of the decision-making process.

Creative Ways to Teach Your Kid How to Write a Poem

There are many different ways to help your child learn how to write a poem.

  • One way is by giving them prompts or topics that they can use as inspiration.
  • Another idea is to have them list five words and create a poem from those words.
  • You can also do a rhyming exercise with your child where you pick two words and they come up with a word that rhymes with both of them.
  • Another fun way to teach kids about poetry is by having them make a poem using their own name in it.
  • A great exercise for them to do at home is to take a walk outside and look for 10 things that rhyme. When they find ten things, have them write a poem about those ten things and illustrate it. The next step is to have them share their poem with their classmates.
  • Make up silly words and make the kids write a poem using them (must be funny of course!)

Read to your child each night before bed as it will help them fall asleep better and help them understand that reading is fun. Also, it will help to improve their vocabulary. Make a word of the day calendar and have your child check off each word they know when they hear it. Teaching your children how to write poems is a beautiful way to foster their creativity and imagination.

We hope you like the poems mentioned above, and we’re looking forward to reading some of the poems written by your children. Please share them with us at www.memefloristbali.com!

26 Famous Mother’s Day Poems to Show Your Mom How You Feel

Contoh Puisi Ibu yang Menyentuh dan Bikin Baper!

Mother’s poetry can be a medium to express feelings and affection for this wingless angel.

Here are examples of the best poems for mothers that you can use as references. Listen to the end, okay?

“Tribute to Mother”

best mother’s day poems by john greenleaf whittier

A picture memory brings to me;
I look across the years and see
Myself beside my mother’s knee.
I feel her gentle hand restrain
My selfish moods, and know again
A child’s blind sense of wrong and pain.
But wiser now,
a man gray grown,
My childhood’s needs are better known.
My mother’s chastening love I own.

— John Greenleaf Whittier

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best mother’s day poems by robert louis stevenson

You too, my mother, read my rhymes
For love of unforgotten times,
And you may chance to hear once more
The little feet along the floor.

— Robert Louis Stevenson

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“Sonnets Are Full of Love”

best mother’s day poems by christina rossetti

Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome
Has many sonnets: so here now shall be
One sonnet more, a love sonnet, from me
To her whose heart is my heart’s quiet home,
To my first Love, my Mother, on whose knee
I learnt love-lore that is not troublesome;
Whose service is my special dignity,
And she my loadstar while I go and come
And so because you love me, and because
I love you, Mother, I have woven a wreath
Of rhymes wherewith to crown your honored name:
In you not fourscore years can dim the flame
Of love, whose blessed glow transcends the laws
Of time and change and mortal life and death.

— Christina Rossetti

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“Mother”

best mother’s day poems by lola ridge

Your love was like moonlight
turning harsh things to beauty,
so that little wry souls
reflecting each other obliquely
as in cracked mirrors . . .
beheld in your luminous spirit
their own reflection
transfigured as in a shining stream,
and loved you for what they are not.
You are less an image in my mind
than a luster
I see you in gleams
pale as star-light on a gray wall . . .
evanescent as the reflection of a white swan
shimmering in broken water.

— Lola Ridge

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“Mother o’ Mine”

best mother’s day poems by rudyard kipling

If I were hanged on the highest hill,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
I know whose love would follow me still,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
If I were drowned in the deepest sea,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
I know whose tears would come down to me,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
If I were damned of body and soul,
I know whose prayers would make me whole,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

— Rudyard Kipling

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“Wonderful Mother”

best mothers day poems by pat o reilly

God made a wonderful mother,
A mother who never grows old;
He made her smile of the sunshine,
And He molded her heart of pure gold;
In her eyes He placed bright shining stars,
In her cheeks fair roses you see;
God made a wonderful mother,
And He gave that dear mother to me.

— Pat O’Reilly

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“Only One Mother”

mothers day poems by george cooper
Woman’s Day/Getty Images

Hundreds of stars in the pretty sky,
Hundreds of shells on the shore together,
Hundreds of birds that go singing by,
Hundreds of lambs in the sunny weather.
Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the wide world over.

— George Cooper

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“Mother”

mothers day poems nikita gill

The water of her womb, your first home
The body she pulled apart to welcome you to the world.
The spirit in you she helped grow with all she knew.
The heart that she gave you when yours fell apart.
You are her soft miracle.
So she gave you her eyes to see the best in the worst.
You carry your mother in your eyes.
Make her proud of all she watches you do.

— Nikita Gill

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“I Will Have to Wait Until I’m a Mother”

mothers day quotes rupi kaur

i struggle so deeply
to understand
how someone can
pour their entire soul
blood and energy
into someone
without wanting
anything in
return

— Rupi Kaur

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“Everything Mom”

mothers day poems joanna fuchs

How did you find the energy, Mom
To do all the things you did,
To be teacher, nurse and counselor
To me, when I was a kid.
How did you do it all, Mom
Be a chauffeur, cook and friend?
Yet find time to be a playmate,
I just can’t comprehend.
I see now it was love, Mom
That made you come whenever I’d call,
Your inexhaustible love, Mom
And I thank you for it all.

— Joanna Fuchs

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“A Mother”

mothers day poems christy ann martine

A mother wraps her love
around the heart of her child,
keeping each beat steady
through the rhythm of life
until wings take shape
and it’s time for the soul
to take flight.

— Christy Ann Martine

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“My Heart”

mothers day poems sharlynn n manning

She’s always been there for me.
Just talking to her can make me happy.
She tells me of the hard times she’s been through
In hopes that I won’t go through them, too.

She’s an independent woman of stature and grace.
She has beautiful eyes and a lovely face,
An audacious strength from deep inside.
In her I know I can confide.

She’s my guardian angel who’ll always be
A very special part of me.
She takes pride in caring for her kin.
She gives us hope and things to believe in.

If I didn’t have her there for me,
I wouldn’t be half the woman I turned out to be.

— Sharlynn N. Manning

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“Dear Mother”

mothers day poems herman vymislicky

I’m writing you to tell you that I love you
Something I hardly ever do.
I never tell you enough how much I love you and
It’s something I must do.

I need to let you know mother how much
You really mean to me
So I’m telling you now you mean the world to me.
I need to thank you for all you do for me.

Your unconditional love toward me means a lot to me.
You’ve never turned your back on me and
I know it’s something you’ll never do.
Anytime I need someone to talk to
You’re always there to help me through

And anytime I need a favor you always seem
To be there, too
There’s nothing in this world that I could do
To pay you back for all you do.

When God gave me to you,
That’s the best thing he could ever do,
So this poem is dedicated to you
Because I don’t know how else to say
Thank You.

— Herman Vymislicky

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“What ‘Mother’ Means”

mothers day poems karl fuchs

“Mother” is such a simple word,
But to me there’s meaning seldom heard.
For everything I am today,
My mother’s love showed me the way.
I’ll love my mother all my days,
For enriching my life in so many ways.
She set me straight and then set me free,
And that’s what the word “mother” means to me.

— Karl Fuchs

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“M – O – T – H – E – R”

mothers day poems howard johnson

“M” is for the million things she gave me,
“O” means only that she’s growing old,
“T” is for the tears she shed to save me,
“H” is for her heart of purest gold,
“E” is for her eyes, with love-light shining,
“R” means right, and right she’ll always be,
Put them all together, they spell “MOTHER,”
A word that means the world to me.

— Howard Johnson

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“A Mother’s Love”

mothers day poems helen steiner rice

A Mother’s love is something
that no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may,
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away,
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters

— Helen Steiner Rice

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“A Thank You Note”

mothers day poems lang leav

You have told me
All the things
I need to hear
Before I knew
I needed to hear them
To be unafraid
Of all the things
I used to fear,
Before I knew
I shouldn’t fear them.

— Lang Leav

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“Mother”

mothers day poems lola ridge

Your love was like moonlight
turning harsh things to beauty,
so that little wry souls
reflecting each other obliquely
as in cracked mirrors…
beheld in your luminous spirit
their own reflection,
transfigured as in a shining stream,
and loved you for what they are not.

You are less an image in my mind
I see you in gleams
pale as star-light on a gray wall…
evanescent as the reflection of a white swan
shimmering in broken water.

— Lola Ridge

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“To My Mother”

mothers day poems christina rossetti

To-day’s your natal day;
Sweet flowers I bring:
Mother, accept, I pray
My offering.
And may you happy live,
And long us bless:
Receiving as you give
Great happiness.

— Christina Rossetti

21 of the Best Sad Poems

Contoh 21 Puisi Sedih yang Bakal Bikin Kamu Nangis

When sad, one of the media used to express it is poetry. Yep, feeling sad sometimes makes you sick spiritually, causing physical pain like dizziness or something else.

Well, one method of therapy that is quite effective for dealing with it is to compose poetry.

Even though it’s just a word, the outpouring of sadness through sad poetry can make the heart calm down a little. Because indirectly, a little burden is released.

Not only that, the words used in poetry usually use beautiful diction and wording, so that you don’t just let go of a bit of a heavy burden, but also cheer yourself up so you can be happy again.

Examples of Sad Poetry Can Make You Cry
So, for those of you who are sad, try reading this sad poem, guaranteed that your sadness will decrease!

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#1. “Pain”

When they start to stay away from me

I can only stare at his back

Then said, “Hold on”

how much longer can i last?

Because the longer it takes, the more it hurts

It’s getting harder for me to hide

Like being pulled to the bottom of the ocean

Until my breath runs out

 

Thinking, for me to give up

Because no matter how much effort I put in

Still they will no longer look at me

I am like air

What is there but cannot be seen

This sad poem expresses the sadness of someone who has lost his best friend. Even his efforts and hard work so that his friends don’t stay away have been done, but his efforts were unsuccessful.

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#2. “Miss you”

Do you know what heavy waves can do?

Yes, it can erase all the seeds of love along with the pieces of longing….

However, apparently not with me

Because, here I still miss you far away

So I’m not sure, if the swift waves can erase the pieces of this longing

For this sad poem describes someone’s anxiety for his lover who is far away. Well, this poem is certainly suitable for those of you who are in LDR.

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#3. “It rained that afternoon”

When it rains that evening…

When we’re together

Laughing merrily, and enjoying the stub by rintikannya

Until this feeling calms down

It rained that afternoon….

Able to wipe the tears that fall on us

To turn it into happiness

What a beautiful happiness

Each of his words is so very meaningful

The meaning is so deep

Until very hard to say

Someone who misses his girlfriend. And remember the times when they were together in the rain. But this time it rained, he was just alone and just friends with the rain.

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#4. “worried”

When the wind starts whispering about him

But I never know what it means

As if touching, to stab the recesses of the heart

Until this heart becomes mute

However, I do not know what the contents of the whisper of the wind

All I hope is good news

Without being accompanied by sorrow in the heart

However, in fact that was not the intention of the wind

Until the feeling of anxiety began to instill in the heart instantly

And tired of asking

Using a figure of speech or the figurative word ‘wind’, this poem is an expression of hope that happy news will come. However, the reality that he got was news that made his heart broken and restless.

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#5. “Regret”

Like the night wind that blows so hard…

As if greeting me who was lonely..

Where is he, he is the one I really love..

I miss him so much, even though now we’re not together

Forgive me, this is all my fault

My fault for not being able to take care of you…

Strengthen my heart, because one day you may return…

If all this is fate,

The distance between us, I’ll let it go

However, as long as you are happy

One form of happiness that a person feels is LDR or long distance relationship. So, this poem is an expression of a lover who is in LDR, but there is no certainty on either side.

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#6. “A Waiting Heart”

For me, you are like a sleeping flower that is in my whole day

Because you closed your heart to me

For you who always accompany

However, when I woke up, it was all just a dream

I never know

Know what’s in your heart

Your heart is always frozen

To me who can only wait

Then, how much longer do I need to wait

Waiting for you to be here

Here, in my heart

Whether missing his loved ones or his lover who is far away, this poem is able to describe his sadness.

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#7. “Who am I?”

at that time everything changed

When what is not expected comes in

and that’s where I started to feel

feel that I am nothing to you

When turning back time

Where 10 years ago I no longer felt the figure of a mother

In fact, even 6 years ago I just knew who supported me

Until, this body feels like no man’s land

Because growing up, they seem to disappear

Can you understand what sad poetry means

This? Yaps, the outpouring of the heart of a child who has been abandoned by his mother goes to heaven. In fact, his father had been away for a long time and had just returned 6 years ago.

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#8. You are already with him

Jai, if you wake up tomorrow morning

Look at your window pane..

It will look wet…

However, it wasn’t because of the dew

Because what fell was my tears

Which spilled because of you

You who have been with him

Moving, this poem describes a person who is sad because the person he loves is with another, and is happier.

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#9. “Punching Asa”

I’m really willing…

When I have to look at you

even though I never saw a hint of a smile on the corner of your lips.

I really can..

If you have to get slapped many times

Slap by your words

who wants to accept me

I really thank..

If you have to keep telling me

Begging to leave you

Never even came back

Not just deciding, the description of this sad poem tells of a lover who doesn’t want to be together anymore, and asks that his girlfriend leaves and doesn’t come back.

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#10. “Truth of love”

Your skin is really white

You smell really good too

To make everyone speechless and stunned

Your hair is long and straight

It doesn’t even hinder the beauty of your face

If it’s true that skin color can’t unite us

However, can love erase it all?

This sad poem tells about a very beautiful woman. But unfortunately, he can’t be found, so someone has to forget him.

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#11. “Storm”

A very big storm that approached without me calling at all..

My ass is broken..

When I saw my angel get angry..

Even the foundation of my love collapsed in just an instant.

Leaving only the ruins of deep regret..

O my angel..

Listen softly to the hope that exists from the rest of my faith..

All I want is our love like a strong rock

So, let this longing be eroded..

But don’t let this hope fade.

..

This sad poem describes a person’s regret because his lover is angry and asks to be separated.

In this poem also expresses his feelings that continue to fight so that his lover is not angry anymore.

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#12. “Hide Forever”

Which I know

i just love..

However, you only see him as a friend…

What I feel

There is a vibration in the soul

However, why don’t you feel a bit…

Then, should I continue to scream this feeling?..

Or..

I just bury it forever?

Unrequited love for those he loves. Until there is doubt in him whether to continue to love him or to forget him, that is the story of this sad poem.

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#13. “heart”

Sir, I truly admire you.

It’s appropriate if you idolize me..

But why do you even rain we will be punched..

Even you stole a smile until it becomes a cry..

Sir, you should be the priest in this household..

However, why should only make us become helpless

The story of a child who does not get love from his father. Where the father who should protect, instead can only hurt him.

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#14. “hidden”

Of course you know what I’ve been saying?

With great arrogance I speak the truth..

Even though I only have a million lies

I hide all romance with my angel..

So, let the full moon that I have is covered by clouds..

Because admitting it with anger,

Piercing wounds, in the hearts of many people

What we love

Do you understand this sad poem? Yep, this poem describes someone who can only hide his love without being able to express it.

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Poetry To Describe Sadness
Actually, sadness can give color to our lives, so it’s only fitting that its presence is used as the essence of one’s life.

Even though facing it is full of challenges, if you can get through it it will be the pride and the happiest experience.

To strengthen you who are sad, this poem will lighten it up a little:

#15. “hiding”

Never ask why we hide

Because we really don’t want this.

Never ridicule why we keep on running

In fact, we don’t even want to show ourselves.

We really had to…

We are really hurt…

But we never forget to pray..

For this relationship to be real..

Are you backstreet? Well, this sad poem can describe it. The truth is not because he is afraid of other people finding out, but he is preparing so that the relationship can be even more serious.

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#16. “Our story”

This is our story..

A very simple story about taste..

About romance that wants happiness..

But why, must be hit by sorrow..

Maybe we should sweat

But yes

25 Different Types Of Poems To Explore

25 Different Types Of Poems To Explore

25 Different Types Of Poems To Explore

There are a truly endless number of poetic types, especially if you consider the forms created across languages and those people create for themselves. While this can seem overwhelming, it means that there truly is a form of poetry that suits everyone and every style. So, whether you’re looking for more poems to read, or want to find a new form to write in and experiment with, this guide of the 25 main types of poetry (complete with examples of each type of poetry) will provide you with a spark of inspiration.

What Are The Different Types Of Poems?

For those who like structure and enjoy the challenge of a rigid poetic form, there are forms such as the sestina, the villanelle, and the pantoum. For those who favour fluidity, there’s free verse, lyrical poetry, and occasional poetry. If one form intimidates you, simply try another! Or break the rules of its form and experiment. Here are some of the most well-known types of poetry.

1. Ode

Odes are one of the most well-known forms of poetry. They tend to serve as a tribute to a subject. This subject can be a person or an inanimate object, and the voice in the poem praises the subject in a ceremonial manner. Odes are short lyric poems, which convey intense emotions, and tend to follow traditional verse structure. They are generally formal in tone. Romantic poet John Keats wrote several odes, including Ode To a Nightingale.

2. Elegy

Similarly to odes, elegies are tributes to certain subjects, though in this case that subject is largely a person. These poems reflect on death and loss, and traditionally include a theme of mourning. Sometimes they also include a sense of hope, through themes like redemption and consolation. Elegies are generally written in quatrains and in iambic pentameter, with an ABAB rhyme scheme. These are loose guidelines, and many poets adjust them. There is a strong tradition of poets using the elegy in order to honour and pay respects to their departed literary compatriots, such as in W.H. Auden’s poem In Memory of W. B. Yeats.

3. Villanelle

Villanelles (yes, this really is a type of poem, not just the name of one of the main characters in the TV show Killing Eve) are a little stricter and more complicated in form. They tend to have a fluid, almost lyrical feel to them, as they use lots of repeating lines. Villanelles consist of nineteen lines, in the form of five tercets and a closing quatrain, and they have a very specific rhyme scheme. The tercets follow the rhyme scheme ABA, while the quatrain’s rhyme scheme is ABAA. The first line repeats in lines 6, 12, and 18 of the poem, while the third line repeats in lines 9, 15, and 19. These repeated lines need to be signifcant and well-crafted as they occur so frequently. Villanelles often describe obsessions and intense subject matters. Well regarded examples include Sylvia Plath’s Mad Girl’s Love Song and Dylan Thomas’ Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night.

4. Sonnet

Sonnets are among the most popular forms of poetry. They are fourteen lines long, and typically centre around the topic of love. The rhyme scheme varies depending on the type of sonnet used. Shakespearen sonnets have three quatrains and an ending couplet. The quatrain has an ABCB rhyme scheme, the couplet has a DD rhyme scheme, and they are written in iambic pentameter. Petrarchan sonnets have one octave and one sestet. The octave uses the rhyme scheme ABBA ABBA, while the sestet most commonly uses the rhyme scheme CDE CDE, but also sometimes uses CDC CDC. Sonnet Number 43 by Elizabeth Barrett Browning is a particularly well-written sonnet.

5. Free Verse

Free verse is a type of poem that appeals to those who find strict forms intimidating. There are no rules, the poem can establish any rhythm, and rhyme is entirely optional. This is a great form to try if you’re new to writing poetry, or want the freedom to explore all kinds of structures and ideas. Free verse is often used in contemporary poetry, such as in Ada Limón’s How to Triumph Like a Girl.

6. Sestina

The sestina is a complex French verse form which usually features unrhymed lines of poetry. It has six sestets, and an ending tercet. The ending words of each line from the first stanza are repeated in a different order as ending words in each of the subsequent five stanzas. The closing tercet contains all six of these ending words, two per line, and they are placed in the middle and at the end of these three lines. The sestina is one of the most complicated types of poetry, but its intricacies create beautiful poetry. It often helps to look at examples of complicated poetic forms, so you can see how they’re structured. A Miracle for Breakfast by Elizabeth Bishop is a great example of a sestina.

7. Acrostic

Acrostic poems are fun, and very well-known. You may have written an acrostic or two during your time at school. Acrostics vertically spell out a name, word, or phrase, with each letter that begins each new line of a poem. Lewis Carroll’s Acrostic spells out the names of three children he knew, to whom he gave the poem as a gift.

8. Ekphrastic

The term ekphrastic poetry refers to any poem that uses a visual image or work of art as inspiration. Ekphrastic poetry is not about form, rigidity, or structure, but the connection between poetry and art. It’s often created by poets writing down details about an art form and how it makes them feel, or imagining when and how the art form was created. Self-Portrait with Sylvia Plath’s Braid by Diane Seuss is a contemporary example of an ekphrastic poem.

9. Haiku

Haikus are very popular types of poetry. The haiku originated in Japan, and it is a short and fun form. These poems often refer to nature, though this is optional, and the form comes from the use of syllables. Haikus are three lines long, with the first line comprising 5 syllables, the second line 7 syllables, and the final line 5 syllables. The fact that this form is so short and simple means that haikus are very accessible and pleasant to write. That being said, it can be difficult to express something meaningful within such limited parameters. Suicide’s Note by Langston Hughes is an exceptionally well-executed haiku (note that it’s a newer form of haiku).

10. Ballad

A ballad is a form of narrative verse, and its focus on storytelling can be musical or poetic. They typically follow the pattern of rhymed quatrains, which use a rhyme scheme of ABAB or ABCB. Though this is often how they are structured, this is not always the case, as the form is loose and can be altered. An example of a ballad is Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s The Rime of the Ancient Mariner.

11. Lyric Poetry

The term lyric poetry houses a broad category of poetry that centres around feelings and emotions. These poems are often short and expressive and tend to have a songlike quality to them. They can use rhyming verse, or free form. Lyric poetry differs from epic and narrative poetry as the focus is on a feeling rather than a story. Emily Dickinson’s The Heart Asks Pleasure First and her Because I could not stop for Death are both strong examples of lyric poetry.

12. Erasure/Blackout Poetry

Erasure (or blackout) poetry is a form of found poetry, wherein you take an existing text and cross out or black out large portions of it. The idea is to create something new from what remains of the initial text, creating a dialogue between the new text and the existing one. This form is great for experimentation as you can use books, magazines, newspapers, anything you can think of. A great example is Doris Cross’ Dictionary Columns.

13. Epics

Epic poetry refers to very long poems which tell a story. They contain detailed adventures and extraordinary feats performed by characters (they can be real or fictional) whom are often from a distant past. The term ‘epic’ was derived from the accomplishments, adventures, and bravado of these poems. Homer’s The Iliad and Edmund Spenser’s The Faerie Queen are famous epics which are often studied at length by students and scholars alike.
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14. Narrative Poetry

Narrative poems are similar to epics as they too tell a story, but they are not as long nor as focused on adventures and heroism. They focus on plot over emotion, and tell fully developed stories from beginning to end. Narrative poems are typically told by one narrator or speaker, and they often have some kind of formal rhyme scheme. An example of narrative poetry is The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost.

15. Limericks

Limericks are short, comedic poems, which can be crude and are largely trivial in nature. They often include pithy tales and brief descriptions. Limericks are five line poems of a single stanza with an AABBA rhyme scheme. The first, second, and fifth lines tend to have 7-10 syllables, while the third and fourth lines tend to have 5-7 syllables. Edward Lear wrote many limericks, such as There Was a Young Lady. Limericks are often prevalent in nursery rhymes such as Hickory Dickory Dock.

16. Occasional Poetry

The term occasional poetry refers to poems written to describe or comment on a particular event. They are often written for a public reading, and their topics range from sad, serious matters like war, to more joyous ones like birthdays and presidential inaugurations. Praise Song for the Day by Elizabeth Alexander is an example of occasional poetry.

17. Pantoum

Pantoums are a more complicated type of poetry. They are poems of any length and are composed of quatrains. Within these quatrains, the second and fourth lines of each stanza are used as the first and third lines of the following stanza. The last line of a pantoum is often the same as the first. An example of a pantoum is Charles Baudelaire’s Harmonie du Soir.

18. Blank Verse

Blank verse is poetry written with a precise meter, often iambic pentameter, but it doesn’t rhyme. That’s all there is to it! So it’s another interesting form to experiment with, and help you decide which kind of structures you prefer (long or short, rhyming or not, with or without meter etc). Paradise Lost by John Milton is an example of blank verse.

19. Prose Poetry

Prose poetry, as the name suggests, combines elements of the poetic form with those of the prose form. It tends to look like a standard paragraph of prose with standard punctuation and a lack of line breaks, but utilises poetic elements such as meter, alliteration, repetition, rhyme, and rhythm. As some of these devices/elements feature in other forms of writing too, there have to be a combination of them featured in the writing in order for it to be determined as a prose poem. If you’re looking for an example of a prose poem, Bath by Amy Lowell is a great one.

20. Concrete Poetry

Concrete poetry is designed to create a particular shape or form on the page which echoes the poem’s message. This form of poetry uses layout and spacing to emphasise certain themes, and they sometimes take the shape of their subjects. For instance, a poem about the moon may have a decidedly crescent shape. Sonnet in the Shape of a Potted Christmas Tree by George Starbuck is a wonderful concrete poem (and is a sonnet too; poems often belong in several poetic groups).

21. Epitaph

Epitaphs are like elegies, but considerably shorter. They often appear on gravestones and can also include an element of humour. There are no strict rules regarding rhyme scheme and the like, so they are another poetry form suited to those who feel restricted by stricter forms. Epitaph by Edna St. Vincent Millay is a lovely example.

22. Palindrome Poetry

This type of poetry combines poetic form with palindromes, so the words reflect back upon themselves, hence why they are also referred to as mirror poems. These poems start with an initial set of lines and then hinge on a line that usually repeats directly in the middle of the poem before they work through the rest of the lines in reverse order. This form is another complicated form which seems less daunting once you read an example of it. Try Doppelgänger by James A. Lindon.

23. Diminishing Verse

Diminishing verse is a poetry form with unknown origins. Its main rule is to remove the first letter of the end word in the previous line and then repeat it. For instance, if the first line ends with the word blink, the second line would end with link, and the third would end with ink. There are no other strict rules, though diminishing verse poems tend to be written in tercets. This is a newer form, so there are very few well known examples of it, though you can find some written by various people on the internet.

24. List Poems

As the name suggests, list poems are made up of lists of things or items. They don’t follow any strict rules, though the last line is often funny and/or impactful and sums up the entire poem. Sick by Shel Silverstein is one great example.

25. Echo Verse

Echo verse refers to poems which repeat the end syllable of each line. This ending syllable can be repeated at the end of the same line, or it can be placed on its own line directly underneath it. Other than this repetition, this type of poetry doesn’t follow any rules. An example of echo verse is Jonathan Swift’s A Gentle Echo on Woman.

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Different Types Of Poems And Poets

There are numerous different types of poetry, to match every poet or every mood. Hopefully this guide has given you some inspiration, or helped you discover a new form. There are endless poetic styles and forms for you to explore, but if all else fails simply make up your own!

9 Different Types of Poetry

9 Different Types of Poetry

9 Different Types of Poetry

Poetry can seem intimidating, especially if you feel you’re not as well versed as others. But the world of poetry is vast and diverse! You’ve probably come across lots of different types of poetry without even realising it!

So, whether you want to try writing your own poems or just learn more about the art in general, we’ve put together a handy list of our faves to get you started.

Haiku

The haiku (or hokku) is an ancient form of Japanese poetry that has become very popular all over the world. Renowned for its small size, haikus consist of just three lines (tercet); the first and third lines have five syllables, whereas the second has seven. Haikus don’t have to rhyme and are usually written to evoke a particular mood or instance. So, you can have a lot of fun with them! You may have written or will find yourself writing your own haiku at some point in school, or you can get creative and try it at home, too.

Free verse

Is a popular style of modern poetry, and as its name suggests there is a fair amount of freedom when it comes to writing a poem like this. It can rhyme or not, it can have as many lines or stanzas as the poet wants, and it can be about anything you like! So, while free verse may sound simple enough, the lack of rules makes this form of poetry tricky to master!

Sonnet

This very old form of poetry was made famous by none other than William Shakespeare, but the sonnet actually originated in 13th century Italy where it was perfected by the poet Petrarch. The word ‘sonnet’ is derived from the Italian word ‘sonnetto’ which means ‘little song’. Traditionally, sonnets are made up of 14 lines and usually deal with love. As a rule, Petrarchan (Italian) sonnets follow an ABBA ABBA CDE CDE rhyme scheme, whereas Shakespearean (English) sonnets are typically ABAB CDCD EFEF GG. But of course, rules are made to be broken!

Acrostic

Like haikus, you’re likely to encounter acrostic poems at school! But that doesn’t mean they’re boring – in fact, far from it! This type of poetry spells out a name, word, phrase or message with the first letter of each line of the poem. It can rhyme or not, and typically the word spelt out, lays down the theme of the poem. Why not try it with the silliest word you can think of – it can be really fun!

Villanelle

The villanelle is another very old form of poetry that came from France and has lots of rules. It is made up of 19 lines; five stanzas of three lines (tercet) each and a final stanza of four lines (quatrain). As you can see from the rhyme scheme; ABA ABA ABA ABA ABA ABAA, this type of poem only has two rhyming sounds. Plus, there is a lot of repetition throughout the villanelle. Line one will be repeated in lines six, 12 and 18; and line three will be repeated in lines nine, 15 and 19. So although this takes out the extra work of having to write 19 individual lines, the real challenge is to make meaning out of those repeated lines!

Limerick

Limericks are funny (and sometimes rude!) poems which were made popular by Edward Lear in the 19th century. They have a set rhyme scheme of AABBA, with lines one, two and five all being longer in length than lines three and four. The last line is often the punchline. Their sound is very distinctive, it’s likely you’ve heard or read one before!

Ode

The ode is one of the oldest forms of poetry and believed to have come from ancient Greece. Yep – yonks ago! The word ‘ode’ is derived from the Greek word ‘aeidein’ which means ‘to sing or chant’, and these poems were originally performed with a musical instrument. An ode is typically written to praise a person, event or thing (you could write an ode to your pet or favourite food!) and they are usually quite short in length.

Elegy

An elegy doesn’t have rules like some of the other forms of poetry but it does have a set subject: death – eek! They are usually written about a loved one who has passed away, but can also be written about a group of people, too. Although they can sound sad, elegies often end on a hopeful note, hooray!

Ballad

The ballad is another old and traditional form of poetry that typically tells a dramatic or emotional story. They came from Europe in the late Middle Ages and were initially passed down from one generation to another, and often with music. Ballads do have a set form; they are typically four lines (quatrain) and have a rhyme scheme of ABAB or ABCB. However, this form is looser than others so can be modified to suit a writer’s (that’s you!) needs. Most modern pop songs you hear nowadays can be referred to as ballads!

9 Different Types of Poetry

A Short Poetry Glossary

Stanza = a set amount of lines in poetry grouped together by their length, meter or rhyme scheme.

Couplet = a two-line stanza.

Tercet = a three-line stanza.

Quatrain = a four-line stanza.

Cinquain = a five-line stanza.

Sestet = a six-line stanza.

Meter = the pattern of stressed syllables (long-sounding) and unstressed syllables (short-sounding) in poetry.

Rhyme scheme = the pattern of rhyme that comes at the end of each line or verse.

Syllable = the single, unbroken sound of a spoken or written word.

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11 Poems About Purpose

11 Poems About Purpose

11 Poems About Purpose

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1. What’s The Reason?

Poet: Catherine Pulsifer

What’s the reason you were born,
To grow, and love, not to scorn?
You’re here to make a difference,
There is a reason for your existence.

We each have a part to play,
Find your purpose, you find your way.
For life success that is the key
With purpose a fuller life you will see.

2. God’s Kin

Poet: Ella Wheeler Wilcox

There is no summit you may not attain,
No purpose which you may not yet achieve,
If you will wait serenely, and believe,
Each seeming loss is but a step toward gain.

Between the mountain tops lie vale and plain;
Let nothing make you question, doubt, or grieve;
Give only good, and good alone receive;
As you welcome joy, so welcome pain.

That which you most desire awaits your word;
Throw wide the door and bid it enter in.
Speak, and the strong vibrations shall be stirred;
Speak, and above earth’s loud, unmeaning din
Your silent declarations shall be heard.
All things are possible to God’s own kin.

3. Purpose Of Life, The Base?

Poet: Catherine Pulsifer

Purpose of life is never found in worldly things
It’s not about gold, wealth, or what status brings.
It’s not about the power to make our mark
But more a quest to reach within our heart.

The purpose of life is to learn and grow
Building character and a love that flows
To others offer compassion, kindness and grace
Is that the purpose of life, is that the base?

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4. Live With Purpose

Poet: Catherine Pulsifer

Though life can take many turns,
Our paths are predetermined.
No matter what people tell us,
Our lives do really matter.

Hear the truth that I shall speak –
In God’s eyes, each person is unique.
We should strive to fight for our worth
And live with purpose here on earth.

5. Purpose

Poet: Edgar A. Guest

Not for the sake of the gold,

Any ambition or aim:
I would be brave and be true
Just for the good I can do.

I would be useful on earth,
Serving some purpose or cause.
Doing some labor of worth,
Giving no thought to applause.
Thinking less of the gold or the fame
Than the joy and the thrill of the game.

Medals their brightness may lose,
Fame be forgotten or fade.
Any reward we may choose
Leaves the account still unpaid.
But little real happiness lies
In fighting alone for a prize.

Give me the thrill of the task.
The joy of the battle and strife,
Of being of use, and I’ll ask
No greater reward from this life.
Better than fame or applause
Is striving to further a cause.

6. A Bigger Purpose

Poet: Catherine Pulsifer

I am here for a bigger purpose,
That I will seek and not recess,
Thinking, pondering, and meditating day and night,
Reflections, hopes, and visions of insight.

Focusing my journey by faith strong and true,
Choosing words of courage to give me the clue;
Bearing fruits in this life abounding with grace,
Living my purpose within God’s embrace.

8. Have You Ever Asked

Poet: Catherine Pulsifer

Have you ever asked why we’re here and why our paths are chosen?
Maybe it’s not just to wallow in what we’ve seen broken.
Perhaps the things that define us, lend us real direction
Are altruistic motivations and how we treat those around us.

In helping others reach their dreams, we pave a road of joy,
A path that goes beyond ourselves and brings us true employ
Let go beyond our own desires and spread love and camaraderie,
Maybe this is our purpose – to benefit others endlessly!

9. Life Is A Journey

Poet: Catherine Pulsifer

Life is a journey, you must find the key
To unlock the door that can set you free.
The path to purpose will open your eyes
Promising life with the grand prize!

God has given us all gifts to help us on our way
So don’t wait until old age to find out, do it today.
The guidance the Lord has provided, on that rely
Then your true purpose in life you’ll no longer deny.

10. Be Quiet

Poet: Daniel C. Colesworthy

Be quiet; don’t murmur,
Nor sink in the dust;
The good day approaches,
When onward you must:
Your fears cast away,
Be cheerful and gay;
Look up and look on,
Soon night will be gone.

Be quiet: stop weeping,
And keep a good heart,
Each morning and evening,
To take a fresh start.
Within and about
Keep a sharp lookout,
That nothing betray
Or block up your way.

Be quiet, be earnest:
A purpose so high
Should give you true courage,
Arid make you defy
The storms that approach,
And foes that encroach,
To darken your skies,
Or close Reason’s eyes.

Be quiet, be patient:
The still are the sure;
While others are grasping,
The prize they secure.
Blind haste and quick zeal
To passion appeal,
And raise a loud storm,
But nothing perform.

Be quiet; don’t murmur:
Work fairly and slow,
And daily in wisdom
And power you’ll grow;
Accomplish whatever
In heart you endeavor:
No honor comes late
To the watchful who wait.

11. Questions Linger

Poet: Catherine Pulsifer

Questions that linger in my mind,
Seeking answers hard to find.
How am I meant to understand
This life and where I do stand?

What is the point of all this strife
And why do I question my own life?
Is there a goal beyond sight,
To bring understanding and delight?

Questions linger in my mind
With answers I know I have to find.
I must look at my life and figure it out
I’ll live my life with purpose not doubt.

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33 Love Poems for Your Wedding Ceremony

33 Love Poems for Your Wedding Ceremony

33 Love Poems for Your Wedding Ceremony

Great poets use words to make thoughts and emotions come alive, so what better time to read one aloud than at your wedding? To find the wedding poem that suits both of you best, determine what style you’d like. Do you want something that rhymes? Or do you favor a more modern free verse? Are you a fan of the classic poets? Do you want a verse on nature? A sonnet? Or even a Haiku? Remember, it is all up to you.

A poem will fit into your ceremony wherever readings are appropriate. You can set the tone at the beginning of your ceremony with a poem after the officiant’s welcome. You may also include a poem before your vows. If you’re having a sub-ceremony like a unity candle or sand ceremony, a poem can be read while you perform these actions. A wedding poem can also be read after your ring exchange just before the officiate offers a blessing of the marriage or pronounces you married.

If you are having a religious ceremony, check with your priest or minister to see if secular love poems are allowed. You may be limited to scripture only.

Ahead, we’ve rounded up poems that are all about love and looking to the future with your partner.

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“Slow Me Down, Lord!” Wilferd A. Peterson

“Let me look upward
into the branches of the towering oak
and know that it is great and strong
because it grew slowly and well.
Slow me down, Lord,
and inspire me to send my roots deep
into the soil of nature’s enduring values
that I may grow towards the stars
of my greater destiny.”

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“A Wedding Toast,” James Bertolino

“May your love be firm,
And may your dream of a life together
be a river between two shores
by day bathed in sunlight, and by night
illuminated from within. May the heron
carry news of you to the heavens, and the salmon bring
the sea’s blue grace. May your twin thoughts spiral upward
like leafy vines, like fiddle strings in the wind,
and be as noble as the Douglas fir.
May you never find yourselves back to back
without love pulling you around
into each other’s arms.”

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“New Beginnings,” Barbara Crooker

“May this be a day of new beginnings
the sun, like a fragrant apple; the summer air,
soft on your hands as the kiss of a child.
May berries melt like honey on your tongue.
May your heart rise in wonder
at the clouds drifting across the sky.
May the trails under your boots
be covered in pine quills,
let the leaves rain down
like memories
in the autumn of your heart.
May the snow beneath your skis
run as fast as watered silk,
may the cold air kiss your cheeks,
turn them red as summer’s roses.
May the rivers always flow
with their unexpected beauty,
the first freshets of snowmelt,
the rush of early spring. May you always walk in gladness
through whatever path or highway;
may you always walk within the golden circle of your love.”

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“In One Another’s Souls,” Rumi

“The moment I heard my first love story
I started looking for you,
not knowing how useless that was.
Lovers don’t meet somewhere along the way.
They’re in one another’s souls all along.”

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“Now Touch The Air Softly,” William Jay Smith

“Now touch the air softly, step gently, one, two…
I’ll love you ’till roses are robin’s-egg blue;
I’ll love you till gravel is eaten for bread,
And lemons are orange, and lavender’s red.

Now touch the air softly, swing gently the broom.
I’ll love you till windows are all of a room;
And the table is laid, And the table is bare,
And the ceiling reposes on bottomless air.

I’ll love you ‘till heaven rips the stars from his coat,
And the moon rows away in a glass-bottomed boat;
And Orion steps down like a river below,
And earth is ablaze, and the oceans aglow.

So touch the air softly, and swing the broom high.
We will dust the grey mountains, and sweep the blue sky:
And I’ll love you as long as the furrow the plough,
As however is ever, and ever is now.”

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“In Your Light I Learn How to Love,” Rumi

“In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.”

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“I Saw Two Clouds at Morning,” John G. C. Brainard

“I saw two clouds at morning,
tinged by the rising sun,
and in the dawn they floated on,
and mingled into one;
I thought that morning cloud was blest,
it moved so sweetly to the west.
I saw two summer currents
flow smoothly to their meeting,
and join their course, with silent force,
in peace each other greeting;
calm was their course through banks of green,
while dimpling eddies played between.
Such be your gentle motion,
‘till life’s last pulse shall beat;
like summer’s beam and summer’s stream,
float on in joy, to meet
a calmer sea, where storms shall cease,
a purer sky, where all is peace.”

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“Touched by an Angel,” Maya Angelou

“We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.
Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.
We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love’s light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.”

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“The Gift,” Pam Brown

“In you are flowers and firelight,
stars and songbirds,
the scent of summer,
the stillness just before dawn.
I love you today,
dressed in glory.
I will love you always-
dancing, singing, reading, making, planning, arguing.
I will love you cantankerous, and tired,
courageous and in terror,
joyful, fearful and triumphant.
I will love you through all weathers and all change.
For all you are is precious to me.
And every day I live with you
and share your love
is a gift to me.”

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“At Nightfall,” Charles Hanson Towne

“I need so much the quiet of your love
After the day’s loud strife;
I need your calm all other things above
After the stress of life.
I crave the haven that in your dear heart lies,
After all toil is done;
I need the star shine of your heavenly eyes,
After the day’s great sun.”

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“It Was Said With Such Authority,” Gary E. McCormick

“I’ll give you the gist of
what was said
It was about love
and the sayer
said it had nothing to do with receiving
He said
love was all about giving
plain and simple
You could tell this guy
walked the talk
He made it clear
you must love yourself
before you can
begin to love another
The guy reminded me
of that lover from Galilee”

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“Devoted,” Lori Eberhai

“My heart can be your home,
my soul can be your refuge.
You can turn to me when you are weak,
you can call to me when the way is not clear.
I will be your promise and your prayer,
I will always be there,
Constant and complete.
Run to me,
reach out for me,
and I will love you in a unique and tender way.
Bring your love to me,
share your love with me,
sing your love to me,
and I will offer you peace, ease and comfort.”

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“The Privileged Lovers,” Rumi

“The moon has become a dancer at this festival of love.
This dance of light, this sacred blessing, this divine love,
beckons us to a world beyond, only lovers can see with their eyes of fiery passion.
They are the chosen ones who have surrendered.
Once they were particles of light, now they are the radiant sun.
They have left behind the world of deceitful games.
They are the privileged lovers who create a new world
with their eyes of fiery passion.”

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“How Do I Love Thee?” Elizabeth Barrett Browning

“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.”

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“I Carry Your Heart With Me,” E.E. Cummings

“i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart”

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“Stardust,” Lang Leav

“If you came to me with a face I have not seen, with a name I have never heard, I would still know you. Even if centuries separated us, I would still feel you. Somewhere between the sand and the stardust, through every collapse and creation, there is a pulse that echoes of you and I.

When we leave this world, we give up all our possessions and our memories. Love is the only thing we take with us. It is all we carry from one life to the next.”

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“Variation on the Word Sleep,” Margaret Atwood

“I would like to watch you sleeping,
which may not happen.
I would like to watch you,
sleeping. I would like to sleep
with you, to enter
your sleep as its smooth dark wave
slides over my head

and walk with you through that lucent
wavering forest of bluegreen leaves
with its watery sun & three moons
towards the cave where you must descend,
towards your worst fear

I would like to give you the silver
branch, the small white flower, the one
word that will protect you
from the grief at the center
of your dream, from the grief
at the center. I would like to follow
you up the long stairway
again & become
the boat that would row you back
carefully, a flame
in two cupped hands
to where your body lies
beside me, and you enter
it as easily as breathing in

I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.”

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“Our Souls Are Mirrors,” Rupi Kaur

“god must have kneaded you and i
from the same dough
rolled us out as one on the baking sheet
must have suddenly realized
how unfair it was
to put that much magic in one person
and sadly split that dough in two
how else is it that
when i look in the mirror
i am looking at you
when you breathe
my own lungs fill with air
that we just met but we
have known each other our whole lives
if we were not made as one to begin with”

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“To Love Is Not to Posses,” James Kavanaugh

“To love is not to possess,
To own or imprison,
Nor to lose one’s self in another.
Love is to join and separate,
To walk alone and together,
To find a laughing freedom
That lonely isolation does not permit.
It is finally to be able
To be who we really are
No longer clinging in childish dependency
Nor docilely living separate lives in silence,
It is to be perfectly one’s self
And perfectly joined in permanent commitment
To another—and to one’s inner self.
Love only endures when it moves like waves,
Receding and returning gently or passionately,
Or moving lovingly like the tide
In the moon’s own predictable harmony,
Because finally, despite a child’s scars
Or an adult’s deepest wounds,
They are openly free to be
Who they really are—and always secretly were,
In the very core of their being
Where true and lasting love can alone abide.”

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“The Earth Turned to Bring Us Closer,” Eugenio Montejo

“The earth turned to bring us closer,
it spun on itself and within us,
and finally joined us together in this dream
as written in the Symposium.
Nights passed by, snowfalls and solstices;
time passed in minutes and millennia.
An ox cart that was on its way to Nineveh
arrived in Nebraska.
A rooster was singing some distance from the world,
in one of the thousand pre-lives of our fathers.
The earth was spinning with its music
carrying us on board;
it didn’t stop turning a single moment
as if so much love, so much that’s miraculous
was only an adagio written long ago
in the Symposium’s score.”

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“Chemistry,” Nayyirah Waheed

“Chemistry
is
you touching my arm
and
it
setting fire to my mind.”

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“Defeated by Love,” Rumi

“The sky was lit
by the splendor of the moon
So powerful
I fell to the ground
Your love
has made me sure
I am ready to forsake
this worldly life
and surrender
to the magnificence
of your Being”

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“Desire,” Alice Walker

“My desire
is always the same; wherever Life
deposits me:
I want to stick my toe
& soon my whole body
into the water.
I want to shake out a fat broom
& sweep dried leaves
bruised blossoms
dead insects
& dust.
I want to grow
something.
It seems impossible that desire
can sometimes transform into devotion;
but this has happened.
And that is how I’ve survived:
how the hole
I carefully tended
in the garden of my heart
grew a heart
to fill it.”

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“The Day Sky,” Hafiz

“Let us be like
two falling stars in the day sky.

Let no one know of our sublime beauty
as we hold hands with God
and burn

Into a sacred existence that defies
that surpasses

Every description of ecstasy
and love.”

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“Children Running Through,” Rumi

“I used to be shy.
You made me sing.

I used to refuse things at table.
Now I shout for more wine.

In somber dignity, I used to sit
on my mat and pray.

Now children run through
and make faces at me.”

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“The Wedding Vow,” Sharon Olds

“I did not stand at the altar, I stood
at the foot of the chancel steps, with my beloved,
and the minister stood on the top step
holding the open Bible. The church
was wood, painted ivory inside, no people—God’s
stable perfectly cleaned. It was night,
spring—outside, a moat of mud,
and inside, from the rafters, flies
fell onto the open Bible, and the minister
tilted it and brushed them off. We stood
beside each other, crying slightly
with fear and awe. In truth, we had married
that first night, in bed, we had been
married by our bodies, but now we stood
in history—what our bodies had said,
mouth to mouth, we now said publicly,
gathered together, death. We stood
holding each other by the hand, yet I also
stood as if alone, for a moment,
just before the vow, though taken
years before, took. It was a vow
of the present and the future, and yet I felt it
to have some touch on the distant past
or the distant past on it, I felt
the silent, dry, crying ghost of my
parents’ marriage there, somewhere
in the bright space—perhaps one of the
plummeting flies, bouncing slightly
as it hit forsaking all others, then was brushed
away. I felt as if I had come
to claim a promise—the sweetness I’d inferred
from their sourness; and at the same time that I had
come, congenitally unworthy, to beg.
And yet, I had been working toward this hour
all my life. And then it was time
to speak—he was offering me, no matter
what, his life. That is all I had to
do, that evening, to accept the gift
I had longed for—to say I had accepted it,
as if being asked if I breathe. Do I take?
I do. I take as he takes—we have been
practicing this. Do you bear this pleasure? I do.”

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“Every Day You Play,” Pablo Neruda

“Every day you play with the light of the universe.
Subtle visitor, you arrive in the flower and the water.
You are more than this white head that I hold tightly
as a cluster of fruit, every day, between my hands.

You are like nobody since I love you.
Let me spread you out among yellow garlands.
Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south?
Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.

Suddenly the wind howls and bangs at my shut window.
The sky is a net crammed with shadowy fish.
Here all the winds let go sooner or later, all of them.
The rain takes off her clothes.

The birds go by, fleeing.
The wind. The wind.
I can contend only against the power of men.
The storm whirls dark leaves
and turns loose all the boats that were moored last night to the sky.

You are here. Oh, you do not run away.
You will answer me to the last cry.
Cling to me as though you were frightened.
Even so, at one time a strange shadow ran through your eyes.

Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle,
and even your breasts smell of it.
While the sad wind goes slaughtering butterflies
I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth.

How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me,
my savage, solitary soul, my name that sends them all running.
So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes,
and over our heads the gray light unwind in turning fans.

My words rained over you, stroking you.
A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.
I go so far as to think that you own the universe.
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want
to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”

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“I Got Kin,” Hafiz

“Plant
so that your own heart
will grow

Love
so God will think

‘Ahhhh,
I got kin in that body!
I should start inviting that soul over
for coffee and
rolls.’

Sing
because this is a food
our starving world
needs.

Laugh
because that is the purest
sound.”

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“The Ache of Marriage,” Denise Levertov

“The ache of marriage:

thigh and tongue, beloved,
are heavy with it,
it throbs in the teeth

We look for communion
and are turned away, beloved,
each and each

It is leviathan and we
in its belly
looking for joy, some joy
not to be known outside it

two by two in the ark of
the ache of it.”

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“Love Is A Place,” E. E. Cummings

“love is a place
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places

yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skillfully curled)
all worlds”

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“We,” Nayyirah Waheed

“We
return to each
other
in waves.
this
is how
water
loves.”

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“A Great Need,” Hafiz

“Out
Of a great need
We are all holding hands
And climbing.
Not loving is a letting go.
Listen,
The terrain around here
Is
Far too
Dangerous
For
That.”

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“Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond,” E. E. Cummings

“somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands”

12 Ridiculously Beautiful Ocean Poems

12 Ridiculously Beautiful Ocean Poems

12 Ridiculously Beautiful Ocean Poems

The ocean has had a very significant role in poetry since the dawn of poetry itself. It’s easy to see why. The ocean — both wild and calm, dangerous and beautiful — is a made up of contradictions and mystery. Ocean poems can not only be dedicated to capturing the heart of sea, but to metaphors for love and trauma, among many other things. More than that, the ocean has played a role in the history of many cultures, making it a setting that is both intimately personal, and vastly universal.

Unsurprisingly then, poetry about the ocean takes many shapes. From a simple contemplation of the sea to a reflection of our own lives. Here’s a list of some of these brilliant ocean poems starring the sea.

12 Ridiculously Beautiful Ocean Poems From www.memefloristbali.com

1. The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

2. Dover Beach by Matthew Arnold

Excerpt:

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The sea is calm tonight.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness in.

3. Secrets of the Sea by Mohamed Hassan

4. Sail Away by Rabindranath Tagore

Excerpt:

Early in the day it was whispered that we should sail in a boat,
only thou and I, and never a soul in the world would know of this our
pilgrimage to no country and to no end.

5. Waters by Brave New Voices

6. By the Sea by Emily Dickinson

Excerpt:

I started early, took my dog,
And visited the sea;
The mermaids in the basement
Came out to look at me.

7. Sea of Strangers by Lang Leav

8. Song of the Sea by Rainer Maria Rilke

Excerpt:

Timeless sea breezes,
sea-wind of the night:
you come for no one;
if someone should wake,
he must be prepared
how to survive you.

9. We Face This Land by Sarah Maria Griffin

10. The Sea is History by Derek Walcott

Excerpt:

Where are your monuments, your battles, martyrs?
Where is your tribal memory? Sirs,
in that gray vault. The sea. The sea
has locked them up. The sea is History.

11. The Ocean by Nathaniel Hawthorne

Excerpt:

The Ocean has its silent caves,
Deep, quiet, and alone;
Though there be fury on the waves,
Beneath them there is none.

12. Oral Traditions by William Nu’utupu Giles and Travis T.

What are your favorite ocean poems? Leave the best ones in the comments! Want even more poetry? We got you.