Get Your Premium Membership

Famous Plank Poems by Famous Poets

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

See also:

by Masefield, John
...e was boarded, she was looted, she was scuttled till she sank. 
And the pale survivors left us by the medium of the plank. 

O! then it was (while standing by the taffrail on the poop) 
We could hear the drowning folk lament the absent chicken coop; 
Then, having washed the blood away, we'd little else to do 
Than to dance a quiet hornpipe as the old salts taught us to. 

O! the fiddle on the fo'c'sle, and the slapping naked soles, 
And the genial "Down the middle...Read more of this...



by Dickinson, Emily
...ens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race
Wrecked, solitary, here—

And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down—
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing—then—

288

I'm Nobody! Who are you?
Are you—Nobody—Too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise—you know!

How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!

...Read more of this...

by Breton, Andre
...There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man.
You can make him carry a plank of wood
to the top of a hill and nail him to it. To do this
properly you require a crowd of people
wearing sandals, a cock that crows, a cloak
to dissect, a sponge, some vinegar and one
man to hammer the nails home.

Or you can take a length of steel,
shaped and chased in a traditional way,
and attempt to pierce the metal cage he wears.
But...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...br>

The ruthless foe pressed forward, in stubborn rank on rank;
Growltiger to his vast surprise was forced to walk the plank.
He who a hundred victims had driven to that drop,
At the end of all his crimes was forced to go ker-flip, ker-flop.

Oh there was joy in Wapping when the news flew through the land;
At Maidenhead and Henley there was dancing on the strand.
Rats were roasted whole at Brentford, and at Victoria Dock,
And a day of celebration was commanded in...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...se of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong, 
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam, 
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work, 
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand 
singing on the steamboat deck, 
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands, 
The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or 
at noon intermis...Read more of this...



by Marvell, Andrew
...mbs to melt, 
Down on the deck he laid himself and died, 
With his dear sword reposing by his side, 
And on the flaming plank, so rests his head 
As one that's warmed himself and gone to bed. 
His ship burns down, and with his relics sinks, 
And the sad stream beneath his ashes drinks. 
Fortunate boy, if either pencil's fame, 
Or if my verse can propagate thy name, 
When Oeta and Alcides are forgot, 
Our English youth shall sing the valiant Scot. 

Each doleful da...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...t go back to rocking-horses. There, there, there, now.”

“Make believe! 
When you see me standing helpless on a plank above a whirlpool, 
Do I drown, or do I hear you when you say it? Make believe? 
How much more am I to say or do for you before I tell you 
That I met him! What’s to follow now may be for you to choose.
Do you hear me? Won’t you listen? It’s an easy thing to listen….” 

“And it’s easy to be crazy when there’s everything to lose.” 
“If at la...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...I felt the blackness come and go,
And strove to wake; but could not make
My senses climb up from below: 
I felt as on a plank at sea,
When all the waves that dash o'er thee,
At the same time upheave and whelm,
And hurl thee towards a desert realm.
My undulating life was as
The fancied lights that flitting pass
Our shut eyes in deep midnight, when
Fever begins upon the brain;
But soon it passed, with little pain,
But a confusion worse than such:
I own that I should deem it...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...their populous youth about the hive 
In clusters; they among fresh dews and flowers 
Fly to and fro, or on the smoothed plank, 
The suburb of their straw-built citadel, 
New rubbed with balm, expatiate, and confer 
Their state-affairs: so thick the airy crowd 
Swarmed and were straitened; till, the signal given, 
Behold a wonder! They but now who seemed 
In bigness to surpass Earth's giant sons, 
Now less than smallest dwarfs, in narrow room 
Throng numberless--like that pygm...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...ill; 
Scattering it freely forever. 

15
The pure contralto sings in the organ loft;
The carpenter dresses his plank—the tongue of his foreplane whistles its
 wild ascending lisp; 
The married and unmarried children ride home to their Thanksgiving dinner; 
The pilot seizes the king-pin—he heaves down with a strong arm; 
The mate stands braced in the whale-boat—lance and harpoon are ready; 
The duck-shooter walks by silent and cautious stretches;
The deacons are...Read more of this...

by Twain, Mark
...ol!--hellum-a-lee!
Haw the head mule!--the aft one gee!
Luff!--bring her to the wind!"

For straight a farmer brought a plank,--
(Mysteriously inspired)--
And laying it unto the ship,
In silent awe retired.

Then every sufferer stood amazed
That pilot man before;
A moment stood. Then wondering turned,
And speechless walked ashore....Read more of this...

by Baudelaire, Charles
...s,
Indolent companions of their trip
As they slide across the deep sea's bitters.

Scarcely had they dropped to the plank
Than these blue kings, maladroit and ashamed
Let their great white wings sink
Like an oar dragging under the water's plane.

The winged visitor, so awkward and weak!
So recently beautiful, now comic and ugly!
One sailor grinds a pipe into his beak,
Another, limping, mimics the infirm bird that once could fly.

The poet is like the prince of the...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...ng nails;
We rubbed the doors, and scrubbed the floors,
And cleaned the shining rails:
And, rank by rank, we soaped the plank,
And clattered with the pails.

We sewed the sacks, we broke the stones,
We turned the dusty drill:
We banged the tins, and bawled the hymns,
And sweated on the mill:
But in the heart of every man
Terror was lying still.

So still it lay that every day
Crawled like a weed-clogged wave:
And we forgot the bitter lot
That waits for fool and knave,...Read more of this...

by Murray, Les
...g line and matches, 

or there where the hills are all down, below the plain,
to sit around in shorts at evening
on the plank verandah - 

If the cardinal points of costume
are Robes, Tat, Rig and Scunge,
where are shorts in this compass? 

They are never Robes
as other bareleg outfits have been:
the toga, the kilt, the lava-lava
the Mahatma's cotton dhoti; 

archbishops and field marshals
at their ceremonies never wear shorts.
The very word
means underpants in North Amer...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...the derricks clack and grate, as the tackle hooks the crate,
 And the fall-rope whines through the sheave;
 It's "Gang-plank up and in," dear lass,
 It's "Hawsers warp her through!"
 And it's "All clear aft" on the old trail, our own trail, the out trail,
 We're backing down on the Long Trail -- the trail that is always new.

O the mutter overside, when the port-fog holds us tied,
 And the sirens hoot their dread,
When foot by foot we creep o'er the hueless, viewless dee...Read more of this...

by Bishop, Elizabeth
...le flickering. Gone.
The Tantramar marshes 
and the smell of salt hay.
An iron bridge trembles 
and a loose plank rattles
but doesn't give way.

On the left, a red light
swims through the dark:
a ship's port lantern.
Two rubber boots show,
illuminated, solemn.
A dog gives one bark.

A woman climbs in 
with two market bags,
brisk, freckled, elderly.
"A grand night. Yes, sir,
all the way to Boston."
She regards us amicably.

Moonlight...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...e bridge; and then another shriek, 
'The Head, the Head, the Princess, O the Head!' 
For blind with rage she missed the plank, and rolled 
In the river. Out I sprang from glow to gloom: 
There whirled her white robe like a blossomed branch 
Rapt to the horrible fall: a glance I gave, 
No more; but woman-vested as I was 
Plunged; and the flood drew; yet I caught her; then 
Oaring one arm, and bearing in my left 
The weight of all the hopes of half the world, 
Strove to buf...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...allen: they came, 
The woodmen with their axes: lo the tree! 
But we will make it faggots for the hearth, 
And shape it plank and beam for roof and floor, 
And boats and bridges for the use of men. 

'Our enemies have fallen, have fallen: they struck; 
With their own blows they hurt themselves, nor knew 
There dwelt an iron nature in the grain: 
The glittering axe was broken in their arms, 
Their arms were shattered to the shoulder blade. 

'Our enemies have fallen, b...Read more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
...s, admirals, generals
Worming themselves into niches.

How instructive this is!
The dumb, banded bodies
Walking the plank draped with Mother France's upholstery
Into a new mausoleum,
An ivory palace, a crotch pine.

The man with gray hands smiles --
The smile of a man of business, intensely practical.
They are not hands at all
But asbestos receptacles.
Pom! Pom! 'They would have killed me.'

Stings big as drawing pins!
It seems bees have a notion of honor,...Read more of this...

by Mayakovsky, Vladimir
...e,
bury me -
I’ll dig myself out,
the knives of my teeth by stone — no wonder!-
made sharper,
A snarling dog, under
the plank-beds of barracks I’ll crawl,
sneaking out to bite feet that smell
of sweat and of market stalls!

You'll leap from bed in the night’s early hours.
“Moo!” I’ll roar.
Over my neck,
a yoke-savaged sore,
tornados of flies
will rise.
I'm a white bull over the earth towering!

Into an elk I’ll turn,
my horns-branches entangled in wires,
my eyes r...Read more of this...

Dont forget to view our wonderful member Plank poems.


Book: Shattered Sighs