Need A Poem

[BIG BLUE DEFENSIVE END]

Anybody know of any good poems? I have to write a paper over a poem and I was wondering if anyone has any good ones that they would like me to consider. It's really hard finding good poetry, so any help would be greatly appreciated.

[CHSfan]

i will letcha know tomorrow!

[injuredinmelee]

Roses are red,
Violets are black.
Why is your chest
as flat as your back.

[Ranger Mom]

Have you talked to Reggie?? You know how "poetic" he is!!

Or does it have to be a "professional" one?

[BIG BLUE DEFENSIVE END]

Originally posted by Ranger Mom
Have you talked to Reggie?? You know how "poetic" he is!!

Or does it have to be a "professional" one?
Wow, you're right. I'm going to give him a ring and ask him to send me some.

[BreckTxLonghorn]

"The Wasteland" --TS Eliot


Not a terribly long poem if I remember correctly, plus theres a ton of ways to analyze it.

Was it any poem at all? Or was there some sort of topic to it?

[Cats Fan]

Daddy
by: Sylvia Plath

You do not do, you do not do
Any more, black shoe
In which I have lived like a foot
For thirty years, poor and white,
Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.

Daddy, I have had to kill you.
You died before I had time--
Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,
Ghastly statue with one gray toe
Big as a Frisco seal

And a head in the freakish Atlantic
Where it pours bean green over blue
In the waters off beautiful Nauset.
I used to pray to recover you.
Ach, du.

In the German tongue, in the Polish town
Scraped flat by the roller
Of wars, wars, wars.
But the name of the town is common.
My Polack friend

Says there are a dozen or two.
So I never could tell where you
Put your foot, your root,
I never could talk to you.
The tongue stuck in my jaw.

It stuck in a barb wire snare.
Ich, ich, ich, ich,
I could hardly speak.
I thought every German was you.
And the language obscene

An engine, an engine
Chuffing me off like a Jew.
A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen.
I began to talk like a Jew.
I think I may well be a Jew.

The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna
Are not very pure or true.
With my gipsy ancestress and my weird luck
And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack
I may be a bit of a Jew.

I have always been scared of you,
With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo.
And your neat mustache
And your Aryan eye, bright blue.
Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You--

Not God but a swastika
So black no sky could squeak through.
Every woman adores a Fascist,
The boot in the face, the brute
Brute heart of a brute like you.

You stand at the blackboard, daddy,
In the picture I have of you,
A cleft in your chin instead of your foot
But no less a devil for that, no not
Any less the black man who

Bit my pretty red heart in two.
I was ten when they buried you.
At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you.
I thought even the bones would do.

But they pulled me out of the sack,
And they stuck me together with glue.
And then I knew what to do.
I made a model of you,
A man in black with a Meinkampf look

And a love of the rack and the screw.
And I said I do, I do.
So daddy, I'm finally through.
The black telephone's off at the root,
The voices just can't worm through.

If I've killed one man, I've killed two--
The vampire who said he was you
And drank my blood for a year,
Seven years, if you want to know.
Daddy, you can lie back now.

There's a stake in your fat black heart
And the villagers never liked you.
They are dancing and stamping on you.
They always knew it was you.
Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through.

[BIG BLUE DEFENSIVE END]

It's any poem at all. I need something to write about. I'm writing about one, but I don't think I'll be able to drag four pages out of it because it's only one stanza long. I'm really having to think about this.

[BreckTxLonghorn]

One last suggestion (English major alert :) ):

Why not a song you like? Its kind of out-of-the-box, but aren't songs just poems to music? I did a comparative essay my sophomore year using "17" by Cross Canadian Ragweed. I'm sure you could put that to four pages, easy.

[Old Tiger]

Boys From Oklahoma could easily be a 5 page paper :)

[tortilla_man]

The Red Wheel Barrow
by William Carlos Williams

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Red_Wheelbarrow

I met big daddy russ, in the class where we discussed this poem for over half the semester.

[mistanice]

Originally posted by tortilla_man
The Red Wheel Barrow
by William Carlos Williams

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Red_Wheelbarrow

I met big daddy russ, in the class where we discussed this poem for over half the semester.

I remember we discussed this poem too, not for half the semester but a good bit. Had Tannie Shannon there @ sh as my prof. for Literary Genres.

[Panther One]

Hamlet
as Told on the Street
by Shel Silverstein

http://www.ringofsteel.org/reference/raphamlet.html

[tortilla_man]

Originally posted by tortilla_man
The Red Wheel Barrow
by William Carlos Williams

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Red_Wheelbarrow

I met big daddy russ, in the class where we discussed this poem for over half the semester.


I had Pocaterra @ Blinn Bryan English 1302

[jason]

i had to write a paper a few summers ago that focused on work ethic - and it had to feature a piece of literature, poetry, whatever - so i used kevin fowler's "loose, loud, and crazy"...

[S_Tex_3A_Fan]

There was a man from Nantucket who carried his b....

I guess that wouldn't work for an english paper you might fail unless your teach has a good sense of humor.

[88bobcats]

Originally posted by BIG BLUE DEFENSIVE END
Anybody know of any good poems? I have to write a paper over a poem and I was wondering if anyone has any good ones that they would like me to consider. It's really hard finding good poetry, so any help would be greatly appreciated.


I suggest "If" by Rudyard Kipling or "The Guy in the Glass" by Dale Wimbrow


If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!



The Guy in the Glass

by Dale Wimbrow, (c) 1934

When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf,
And the world makes you King for a day,
Then go to the mirror and look at yourself,
And see what that guy has to say.

For it isn't your Father, or Mother, or Wife,
Who judgement upon you must pass.
The feller whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the guy staring back from the glass.

He's the feller to please, never mind all the rest,
For he's with you clear up to the end,
And you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test
If the guy in the glass is your friend.

You may be like Jack Horner and "chisel" a plum,
And think you're a wonderful guy,
But the man in the glass says you're only a bum
If you can't look him straight in the eye.

You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years,
And get pats on the back as you pass,
But your final reward will be heartaches and tears
If you've cheated the guy in the glass.

[4x100jackets]

Carnation Milk best in the land,
here I sit with a can in my hand,
No tits to pull no hay to pitch,
just poke a hole in the son _ _ _....

[cshscougar08]

Originally posted by BIG BLUE DEFENSIVE END
Anybody know of any good poems? I have to write a paper over a poem and I was wondering if anyone has any good ones that they would like me to consider. It's really hard finding good poetry, so any help would be greatly appreciated.

"The Lamb" or "The Tyger" by William Blake are both really good. Or "O Captain, My Captain" by Walt Whitman.

[El CuCUy]

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner.