There are 83 Poems that have a first line beginning with "g"

Go, lovely Rose—
"Go, lovely Rose"
By Edmund Waller

Gerard, juke-step Jerry, little wrestler, soul-mess
A Hopkins Rumble, 1999
By John Hazard

Give me hunger,
At a Window
By Carl Sandburg

God with honour hang your head,
At the Wedding March
By Gerard Manley Hopkins

God prosper long our noble Queen,
Attempted Assassination of the Queen
By William McGonagall

Going up the river, or down, their tuneless look
Barges on the Hudson
By Babette Deutsch

Given an old woman and given a barrow.
Brief reflection on an old woman with a barrow
By Miroslav Holub

Great are the Hittites.
Concerning My Neighbors, the Hittites
By Charles Simic

Give me Great God (said I) a Little Farm
Constantinople
By Lady Mary Wortley Montagu

Get up, get up for shame, the blooming Morn
Corinna's Going a-Maying
By Robert Herrick

God damn it,
Dancing on the Grave of a Son of a Bitch
By Diane Wakoski

Going to sleep, I sleep my hands on my chest.
Death
By Bill Knott

Go wailing verse, the infants of my love,
Delia II
By Samuel Daniel

Gold shed upon suckling gold,
Dirge at the Edge of Woods
By Léonie Adams

Go, dumb-born book,
Envoi
By Ezra Pound

Glassmakers,
Favrile
By Mark Doty

Give me a few more hours to pass
Finis
By Marjorie Pickthall

Gauley Bridge is a good town for Negroes, they let us stand
George Robinson: Blues
By Muriel Rukeyser

Give all to love;
Give All to Love
By Ralph Waldo Emerson

Godolphin Horne was Nobly Born;
Godolphin Horne, Who was Cursed with the Sin of Pride, and Became a Boot-Black
By Hilaire Belloc

Good-bye, proud world! I'm going home:
Good-Bye
By Ralph Waldo Emerson

Genial poets, pink-faced
Goodbye to Tolerance
By Denise Levertov

Goya drew a pig on a wall.
Goya
By Conrad Aiken

Granny’s come to our house,
Granny
By James Whitcomb Riley

Great thoughts
Great Thoughts
By Kay Ryan

Green groweth the holly,
Green Groweth the Holly
By Henry VIII, king of England

Green first thing each day sees waves—
Green Sees Things in Waves
By August Kleinzahler

Greenland’s icy mountains are fascinating and grand,
Greenland’s Icy Mountains
By William McGonagall

Grown about by fragrant bushes,
Grown about by Fragrant Bushes
By Robert Louis Stevenson

Go out into brightened
Helsinki Window
By Robert Creeley

Gushing from the mouths of stone men
In a Garden
By Amy Lowell

Gin a body meet a body
In Memory of Edward Wilson, Who Repented of what was in his Mind to Write after Section
By James Clerk Maxwell

Guy calls the doctor, says the wife’s
Love Explained
By Jennifer Michael Hecht

Go to the western gate, Luke Havergal,
Luke Havergal
By Edwin Arlington Robinson

Geneticist as driver, down the gene
Mapping the Genome
By Michael Symmons Roberts

Give me more love or more disdain;
Mediocrity in Love Rejected
By Thomas Carew

Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece,
Memorial Verses April 1850
By Matthew Arnold

God will have all or none; serve Him, or fall
Neutrality Loathsome
By Robert Herrick

God love you now, if no one else will ever,
Ode for the American Dead in Asia
By Thomas McGrath

Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay,
Old Black Joe
By Stephen C. Foster

Gut eats all day and lechers all the night;
On Gut
By Ben Jonson

Good Heav’n, I thank thee, since it was designed
On Myself
By Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea

Gone to seed, ailanthus, the poverty
Ornithology
By Lynda Hull

Glory be to God for dappled things—
Pied Beauty
By Gerard Manley Hopkins

Glory be to God for sexy things—
Pied Booty
By Dabney Stuart

Grandfather
Poet’s work
By Lorine Niedecker

Give me something to eat,
Poor Crow!
By Mary Mapes Dodge

God, I need a job because I need money.
Prayer
By Alan Dugan

Grow old along with me!
Rabbi Ben Ezra
By Robert Browning

God of our fathers, known of old,
Recessional
By Rudyard Kipling

God’s own best will bide the test
Religio Medici
By Arthur Conan Doyle

Groping back to bed after a piss
Sad Steps
By Philip Larkin

Green and brown current of river:
Scrapbook
By George Scarbrough

Go and catch a falling star,
Song: Go and catch a falling star
By John Donne

Grief dies like joy; the tears upon my cheek
Sonnet: Grief Dies
By Henry Timrod

Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
Sonnets from the Portuguese 6: Go from me
By Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Go inside a stone
Stone
By Charles Simic

Go home. It's never what you think it is,
Sugar Dada
By J. Allyn Rosser

gave me things I
Swallow the Lake
By Clarence Major

Glisten fretting the indigo of a plum,
Sweet Machine
By Mark Doty

Gettin’ together to smile an’ rejoice,
Thanksgiving
By Edgar Albert Guest

Goodbye, lady in Bangor, who sent me
The Correspondence-School Instructor Says Goodbye to His Poetry Students
By Galway Kinnell

Gertrude Stein.
The Emperor’s New Clothes
By Kate Gale

Go where those others went to the dark boundary
The Envoy of Mr. Cogito
By Zbigniew Herbert

Getting drunk, a friend called women
The Extension of the Dead
By Gary Fincke

Grasshopper
The Grasshopper
By Conrad Aiken

Go your seeking, soul.
The Humbled Heart
By Siegfried Sassoon

Go, soul, the body’s guest,
The Lie
By Sir Walter Ralegh

Give me my scallop shell of quiet,
The Passionate Man’s Pilgrimage
By Sir Walter Ralegh

George Borrow in his Lavengro
The Piper
By Joseph Campbell

Give, give me back that Trifle you despise,
The Request of Alexis
By Sarah Dixon

Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill;
The Scholar-Gipsy
By Matthew Arnold

Gone, I say and walk from church,
The Truth the Dead Know
By Anne Sexton

Guarded by horned beak and nails, surrounded
The Verification of Vulnerability: Bog Turtle
By Pattiann Rogers

Green miles of leafy peace are spread
The Victory of the Beet-Fields
By Louis Untermeyer

Germ of new life, whose powers expanding slow
To a Little Invisible Being Who is Expected Soon to Become Visible
By Anna Lætitia Barbauld

Gay Fashion thou Goddess so pleasing,
To Fashion
By Elizabeth Moody

Good and great God, can I not think of thee
To Heaven
By Ben Jonson

Go, smiling souls, your new-built cages break,
To the Infant Martyrs
By Richard Crashaw

God washes clean the souls and hearts of you,
To the Negro Farmers of the United States
By Alice Moore Dunbar-Nelson

Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time
By Robert Herrick

Green mwold on zummer bars do show
Tokens
By William Barnes

go on sister sing your song
[go on sister sing your song]
By Harryette Mullen