Favorite Poem

[RustedCorpse]

I'm currently using the "Second Coming" W.B. Yeats.

I have to present one to a rather large group so I wouldn't mind some other ideas. Thanks in advance.

[PoBoy321]

Robert Browning - My Last Duchess

Allen Ginsberg - Howl

[mmcd]

I love you, you love me.
Going down the sugar tree.

We'll go down the sugar tree,
and see lots of bees:
playing, playing.

But the bees won't sting,
because you love me.

-Reed Rothchild

[TripleH68]

There once was a man from Nantucket...

[Matador225]

Someone already mentioned "Howl" by Ginsberg and another one of my favorites is "Charge of the Light Brigade" by Tennyson.

[PoBoy321]

And another

The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

-- Randall Jarrell

[Clarkmeister]

Favorite poem
That one by El Diablo
Truly brilliant

[mason55]

The Wasteland - TS Eliot
The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock - TS Eliot
Howl - Ginsberg

Those are the three that most people will have heard of. I'm not going into the obscure stuff (I was a creative wruiting minor with a concentration in poetry).

[partygirluk]

Dulce et Decorum est

[pryor15]

Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note
(For Kellie Jones, Born 16 May 1959)

Lately, I've become accustomed to the way
The ground opens up and envelops me
Each time I go out to walk the dog.
Or the broad-edged silly music the win
Makes when I run for the bus...

Things have come to that.

And now, each night I count the stars,
And each night I get the same number.
And when they will not come to be counted,
I count the holes they leave.

Nobody sings anymore.

And then last night, I tiptoed up
To my daughter's room and heard her
Talking to someone, and when I opened
The door, there was no one there...
Only she on her knees, peeking into

Her own clasped hands.

-- Amiri Baraka