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Famous Diced Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Diced poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous diced poems. These examples illustrate what a famous diced poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Benet, Stephen Vincent
...flames, 
Decked out in crimson, gemmed with syenite, 
Hailing their fellows with outrageous names, 
The pirates sat and diced. Their eyes were moons. 
"Doubloons!" they said. The words crashed gold. "Doubloons!"...Read more of this...



by Service, Robert William
...e open air;
And we'll walk with the stride of a new-born pride, with a new-found joy in our eyes,
Scornful men who have diced with death under the naked skies.

And when we get back to the dreary grind, and the bald-headed boss's call,
Don't you think that the dingy window-blind, and the dingier office wall,
Will suddenly melt to a vision of space, of violent, flame-scarred night?
Then . . . oh, the joy of the danger-thrill, and oh, the roar of the fight!

Don...Read more of this...

by Kilmer, Joyce
...(For Cecil Chesterton)

At the foot of the Cross on Calvary
Three soldiers sat and diced,
And one of them was the Devil
And he won the Robe of Christ.
When the Devil comes in his proper form
To the chamber where I dwell,
I know him and make the Sign of the Cross
Which drives him back to Hell.
And when he comes like a friendly man
And puts his hand in mine,
The fervour in his voice is not
From love or joy or wine.
And when he co...Read more of this...

by Montgomery, Lucy Maud
...ht we watched before the tomb;
My men were merry; on the velvet turf,
Bestarred with early blossoms of the Spring,
They diced with jest and laughter; all around
The moonlight washed us like a silver lake,
Save where that silent, sealéd sepulchre
Was hung with shadow as a purple pall.
A faint wind stirred among the olive boughs­
Methinks I hear the sighing of that wind
In all sounds since, it was so dumbly sad;
But as the night wore on it died away
And all was deadly still...Read more of this...

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