SURFACE POEMS

This page is specially prepared for surface poems. You can reach newest and popular surface poems from this page. You can vote and comment on the surface poems you read.

Dancing Shadows

Dancing shadows

Like a dream I found you
And you found me
.....
Maite Lemekwane

Maite Lemekwane
My First Ever Mistake

The mistake I had never expected,
I did it without getting into awareness
Of how it would react.
Lacking that girl in me is like lacking
.....
Abubakar Mohammed Musa

Abubakar Mohammed Musa
A Dream

That was a curious dream; I thought the three
Great planets that are drawing near the sun
With such unerring certainty begun
To talk together in a mighty glee.
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Neocolonialism

When skeptically he bellied on back to the arid sea
To escape the spirited insurgency from disgruntled land owners
The alligator did not shut out his rule
It knew it lived by the bereavement of other creatures
.....
Michael Aete

Michael Aete
Just Me

I am weak,
I am weird,
I am nervous
On the surface.
.....
Duwayne Frieslaar

Duwayne Frieslaar
My King

Like a molten plastic I become
To stand straight I forget
Hoping I'm not misdemeanoring
For as a fool I don't want to be described
.....
Reneilwe Mathipa

Reneilwe Mathipa
Japan

Today I pass the time reading
a favorite haiku,
saying the few words over and over.

.....

Billy Collins
The Divine Comedy By Dante: The Vision Of Hell, Or The Inferno: Canto Xix

Woe to thee, Simon Magus! woe to you,
His wretched followers! who the things of God,
Which should be wedded unto goodness, them,
Rapacious as ye are, do prostitute
.....

Dante Alighieri
In Praise Of Limestone

If it form the one landscape that we, the inconstant ones,
Are consistently homesick for, this is chiefly
Because it dissolves in water. Mark these rounded slopes
With their surface fragrance of thyme and, beneath,
.....
W. H. Auden

W. H. Auden
Sea Surface Full Of Clouds

                        I

In that November off Tehuantepec,
The slopping of the sea grew still one night
.....

Wallace Stevens
Strayed Crab

This is not my home. How did I get so far from water? It must
be over that way somewhere.
I am the color of wine, of tinta. The inside of my powerful
right claw is saffron-yellow. See, I see it now; I wave it like a
.....

Elizabeth Bishop
Eurydice

I

So you have swept me back,
I who could have walked with the live souls
.....

Hilda Doolittle
The Word

I have an easy beauty one that is happy.
I glide on the surface of winds.
I glide on the surface of seas
I have grown sentimental
.....

Paul Eluard
All The Dead Dears

Rigged poker -stiff on her back
With a granite grin
This antique museum-cased lady
Lies, companioned by the gimcrack
.....

Sylvia Plath
To ------,

WITH A COPY OF WOOLMAN'S JOURNAL.


Maiden! with the fair brown tresses
.....
John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Blades

SOJOURNER, set down
Your skimming wheel;
Nothing is sharp
That we have of steel:
.....
Padraic Colum

Padraic Colum
The Odyssey: Book 05

And now, as Dawn rose from her couch beside Tithonus-harbinger of
light alike to mortals and immortals-the gods met in council and with
them, Jove the lord of thunder, who is their king. Thereon Minerva
began to tell them of the many sufferings of Ulysses, for she pitied
.....

Homer
Pensive On Her Dead Gazing, I Heard The Mother Of All

Pensive, on her dead gazing, I heard the Mother of All,
Desperate, on the torn bodies, on the forms covering the battle-fields gazing;
(As the last gun ceased-but the scent of the powder-smoke linger'd;)
As she call'd to her earth with mournful voice while she stalk'd:
.....
Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
Price Lake: 1961

Mouths shackled, dead or dying,
the bluegills, rainbows and browns
dangled from shiny metal
my father had thrown like chain
.....

Ron Rash
Afternoon Rain In State Street

Cross-hatchings of rain against grey walls,
Slant lines of black rain
In front of the up and down, wet stone sides of buildings.
Below,
.....
Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
The Pond

Night covers the pond with its wing.
Under the ringed moon I can make out
your face swimming among minnows and the small
echoing stars. In the night air
.....
Louise Gluck

Louise Gluck
Long Ago

The sun was swimming in the purple tide,
His golden locks far floating on the sea,
When thou and I stole beachward, side by side,
To say adieu and dream of joys to be.
.....

Arthur Weir
The Great Yellow River Inundation In China

'Twas in the year of 1887, and on the 28th of September,
Which many people of Honan, in China, will long remember;
Especially those that survived the mighty deluge,
That fled to the mountains, and tops of trees, for refuge.
.....

William Topaz Mcgonagall
Salut Au Monde

O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman!
Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds!
Such join'd unended links, each hook'd to the next!
Each answering all--each sharing the earth with all.
.....
Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
à? Le Calme Jardin D'été Où Rien Ne Bouge

� le calme jardin d'été où rien ne bouge !
Sinon là-bas, vers le milieu
De l'étang clair et radieux,
Pareils à des langues de feu,
.....

Emile Verhaeren
The Paroo

It was a week from Christmas-time,
As near as I remember,
And half a year since, in the rear,
We'd left the Darling timber.
.....
Henry Lawson

Henry Lawson
Omega

WRAPT in fancy by a river,
That flows onward ever, ever,
Down I sat me while the moon
In her fairest vesture shoneâ??
.....

Joseph Skipsey
Staying At Ed's Place

I like being in your apartment, and not disturbing anything.
As in the woods I wouldn't want to move a tree,
or change the play of sun and shadow on the ground.

.....

May Swenson
Towns In Colour

I

Red Slippers

.....
Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
The Sun

The Sun

Each day the yellow sun rises over the hill.
The woods glow, the dark beast,
.....

Georg Trakl
The Art Of Drowning

I wonder how it all got started, this business
about seeing your life flash before your eyes
while you drown, as if panic, or the act of submergence,
could startle time into such compression, crushing
.....

Billy Collins
Light

First-born of the creating Voice!
Minister of God's Spirit, who wast sent
Waiting upon him first, what time he went
Moving about mid the tumultuous noise
.....
George Macdonald

George Macdonald
He Has Picked Grapes In The Sun.

He has picked grapes in the sun. Oh it seems
Like a fairy tale,
Like a tale of dreams.
'He in his slender youth, with vines, with sun,
.....

Lesbia Harford
Hidden Sorrows

For some the river of life would seem
Free from the shallow, the reef, or bar,
As they gently glide down the silvery stream
With scarcely a ripple, a lurch, or jar;
.....

Alfred Castner King
Evening: Ponte Al Mare, Pisa

I.
The sun is set; the swallows are asleep;
The bats are flitting fast in the gray air;
The slow soft toads out of damp corners creep,
.....
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley
Introductory 02

The good reputation of Saâ??di which is current among the people, the renown of his eloquence which has spread on the surface of the earth, the products of his friendly pen which are consumed like sugar, and the scraps of his literary compositions which are hawked about like bills of exchange, cannot be ascribed to his virtue and perfection, but the lord of the world, the axis of the revolving circle of time, the vice-gerent of Solomon, protector of the followers of the religion, His Majesty the Shahanshah Atabek Aaâ??zm Muzaffaruddin Abu Bekr Ben Saâ??d Ben Zanki-The shadow of Allah on earth! O Lord, be pleased with him and with his kingdom-has looked upon Saâ??di with a favourable eye, has praised him greatly, and has shown him sincere affection so that all men, gentle and simple, love him because the people follow the religion of their king.

Because thou lookest upon my humble person,
My merits are more celebrated than those of the sun.
.....

Saadi Shirazi
Peruvian Tales: Alzira, Tale I

Description of Peru, and of its Productions--Virtues of the People;
and of their Monarch, ATALIBA --His love for ALZIRA --Their Nup-
tials celebrated--Character of ZORAI , her Father--Descent of the
Genius of Peru--Prediction of the Fall of that Empire.
.....

Helen Maria Williams
For Once, Then, Something

Others taught me with having knelt at well-curbs
Always wrong to the light, so never seeing
Deeper down in the well than where the water
Gives me back in a shining surface picture
.....
Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Do Not Expect

Do not expect that if your book falls open
to a certain page, that any phrase
you read will make a difference today,
or that the voices you might overhear
.....

Dana Gioia
Morte D'arthur

So all day long the noise of battle roll'd
Among the mountains by the winter sea;
Until King Arthur's table, man by man,
Had fallen in Lyonnesse about their Lord,
.....
Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Experience

The lords of life, the lords of life,-
I saw them pass,
In their own guise,
Like and unlike,
.....
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson
Tattoo

The light is like a spider.
It crawls over the water.
It crawls over the edges of the snow.
It crawls under your eyelids
.....

Wallace Stevens
The Iron Bridge

I am standing on a disused iron bridge
that was erected in 1902,
according to the iron plaque bolted into a beam,
the year my mother turned one.
.....

Billy Collins
Lotus Hurt By The Cold

How many times, like lotus lilies risen
Upon the surface of a river, there
Have risen floating on my blood the rare
Soft glimmers of my hope escaped from prison.
.....
D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence
The Fan : A Poem. Book I.

I sing that graceful toy, whose waving play,
With gentle gales relieves the sultry day.
Not the wide fan by Persian dames display'd,
Which o'er their beauty casts a grateful shade;
.....
John Gay

John Gay
A Song To David

I
O Thou, that sit'st upon a throne,
With harp of high majestic tone,
To praise the King of kings;
.....
Christopher Smart

Christopher Smart
The Old Bridge

The old bridge has a wrinkled face.
He bends his back
For us to go over.
He moans and weeps
.....
Hilda Conkling

Hilda Conkling
The Love That Speaks In Word And Kiss

The Love that speaks in word and kiss,
That dyes the cheek and fires the eye,
Through surface signs of shallow bliss
That, quickly born, may quickly die;
.....

Thomas Runciman
The Bishop Orders His Tomb

Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity!
Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back?
Nephews-sons mine-ah God, I know not! Well-
She, men would have to be your mother once,
.....
Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Lotus Hurt By The Cold

How many times, like lotus lilies risen
Upon the surface of a river, there
Have risen floating on my blood the rare
Soft glimmers of my hope escaped from prison.
.....

David Herbert Lawrence