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Best Famous Playboy Poems

Here is a collection of the all-time best famous Playboy poems. This is a select list of the best famous Playboy poetry. Reading, writing, and enjoying famous Playboy poetry (as well as classical and contemporary poems) is a great past time. These top poems are the best examples of playboy poems.

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Written by Federico García Lorca | Create an image from this poem

Arbol? Arbol? . .

 Tree, tree
dry and green.

The girl with the pretty face
is out picking olives.
The wind, playboy of towers,
grabs her around the waist.
Four riders passed by
on Andalusian ponies,
with blue and green jackets
and big, dark capes.
"Come to Cordoba, muchacha."
The girl won't listen to them.
Three young bullfighters passed,
slender in the waist,
with jackets the color of oranges
and swords of ancient silver.
"Come to Sevilla, muchacha."
The girl won't listen to them.
When the afternoon had turned
dark brown, with scattered light,
a young man passed by, wearing
roses and myrtle of the moon.
"Come to Granada, inuchacha."
And the girl won't listen to him.
The girl with the pretty face
keeps on picking olives
with the grey arm of the wind
wrapped around her waist.
Tree, tree
dry and green.


Written by Robert William Service | Create an image from this poem

Playboy

 I greet the challenge of the dawn
 With weary, bleary eyes;
Into the sky so ashen wan
 I wait the sun to rise;
Then in the morning's holy hush,
 With heart of shame I hear
A robin from a lilac bush
 Pipe pure and clear.

All night in dive and dicing den,
 With wantons and with wine
I've squandered on wild, witless men
 The fortune that was mine;
The gold my father fought to save
 In folly I have spent;
And now to fill a pauper's grave
 My steps are bent.

See! how the sky is amber bright!
 The thrushes thrill their glee.
The dew-drops sparkle with delight,
 And yonder smiles the sea.
Oh let me plunge to drown the pain
 Of love and faith forgot:
Then purged I may return again,
 --Or I may not.