Get Your Premium Membership

Famous Reef Poems by Famous Poets

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

See also:

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry
...that is out on the downs,
And there piping a call to the fallow and shore,
Where the sea evermore
Surgeth over the gray reef, and drowns
The fierce rocks with white foam;
It is ours with untired feet to roam
Where the pines in green gloom of wide vales make their murmuring home,
Or the pools that the sunlight hath kissed
Mirror back a blue sky that is winnowed of cloud and of mist! 

Ho, a day
Whereon we may up and away
Through the orient distances hazy and pied,
Hand in hand...Read more of this...
by Montgomery, Lucy Maud



...chor queen of the strange shipping there, 
Thy sails for awnings spread, thy masts bare: 
Nor is aught from the foaming reef to the snow-capp'd grandest 
Peak, that is over the feathery palms, more fair 
Than thou, so upright, so stately and still thou standest. 

And yet, O splendid ship, unhail'd and nameless, 
I know not if, aiming a fancy, I rightly divine 
That thou hast a purpose joyful, a courage blameless, 
Thy port assured in a happier land than mine. 
But for all I ...Read more of this...
by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...

Through the mist of a drunken dream they brought her 
(This wild white bird) for the sea-fiend's prey: 
The pitiless reef in his hard clutch caught her, 
And hurled her down where the dead men stay. 
A torturing silence of wan dismay -- 
Shrieks and curses of mad souls dying -- 
Then down they sank to slumber and sway 
Where the bones of the brave in the wave are lying. 

ENVOY

Prince, do you sleep to the sound alway 
Of the mournful surge and the sea-birds' crying? -- 
O...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...edge,
turning over concepts
I can't envision, the honking buoy
serves notice that at any time
the wind may change,
the reef-bell clatters
its treble monotone, deaf as Cassandra
to any note but warning. The ocean,
cumbered by no business more urgent 
than keeping open old accounts
that never balanced,
goes on shuffling its millenniums
of quartz, granite, and basalt.
 It behaves
toward the permutations of novelty—
driftwood and shipwreck, last night's
beer cans, spilt oil, the...Read more of this...
by Clampitt, Amy
...

It o'er them spreads its slime and mud.

The ships descend ere daylight wanes,

The prudent fisher upward goes;
Round reef and rock ice casts its chains,

And boys at will the pathway close.

To this attend, then, carefully,

And what thou wouldst, that execute!
Ne'er linger, ne'er o'erhasty be,

For time moves on with measured foot.

 1821.*...Read more of this...
by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang



...ever hear a kindly voice, but heard
The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl,
The league-long roller thundering on the reef,
The moving whisper of huge trees that branch'd
And blossom'd in the zenith, or the sweep
Of some precipitous rivulet to the wave,
As down the shore he ranged, or all day long
Sat often in the seaward-gazing gorge,
A shipwreck'd sailor, waiting for a sail:
No sail from day to day, but every day
The sunrise broken into scarlet shafts
Among the palms and ...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...hundred box turtles with lemon-speckled shells,
Flyfished for rainbows six months straight,

Flown to the Great Barrier Reef and dived
Non-stop among pink coral and marble cones,
Living on chocolate malts, peaches, and barbecue.
I'd have turned into a ski bum, married

Ten women in ten states, written nothing
Poetry would glance at twice, instead
Of rising at 5:00 as I do now, writing
'Til noon about matters serious and deep,

Teaching 'til 6:00, eating a low-fat meal
High in...Read more of this...
by Webb, Charles
...oice
Of huge Enceladus swallow'd it in wrath:
The ponderous syllables, like sullen waves
In the half-glutted hollows of reef-rocks,
Came booming thus, while still upon his arm
He lean'd; not rising, from supreme contempt.
"Or shall we listen to the over-wise,
Or to the over-foolish, Giant-Gods?
Not thunderbolt on thunderbolt, till all
That rebel Jove's whole armoury were spent,
Not world on world upon these shoulders piled,
Could agonize me more than baby-words
In midst of th...Read more of this...
by Keats, John
...hat I did
Some nights of Eighty-Five, at Simla, worth
A Kingdom's ransom. When a big ship drives,
God knows to what new reef the man at the whee!
Prays with the passengers. They lose their lives,
Or rescued go their way; but he's no man
To take his trick at the wheel again -- that's worse
Than drowning. Well, a galled Mashobra mule
(You'll see Mashobra) passed me on the Mall,
And I was -- some fool's wife and ducked and bowed
To show the others I would stop and speak.
Then th...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...ud
That not one moment ceased to thunder, past
In sunshine: right across its track there lay,
Down in the water, a long reef of gold,
Or what seem'd gold: and I was glad at first
To think that in our often-ransack'd world
Still so much gold was left; and then I fear'd
Lest the gay navy there should splinter on it,
And fearing waved my arm to warn them off;
An idle signal, for the brittle fleet
(I thought I could have died to save it) near'd,
Touch'd, clink'd, and clash'd, and...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...
And there's far less weight to the seas!
Up mast, and finish baling--
In oar, and out with mead--
The rest will be two-reef sailing. . . .
That was a night indeed!

But we hold it in all disaster
(And faith, we have found it true!)
If only you stand by your Master,
The Gods will stand by you!...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...w little he cares, if in shadow or sun
They see him who gaze from the shore!
He looks to the beacon that looms from the reef,
To the rock that is under his lee,
As he drifts on the blast, like a wind-wafted leaf,
O'er the gulfs of the desolate sea.

Thus drifting afar to the dim-vaulted caves
Where life and its ventures are laid,
The dreamers who gaze while we battle the waves
May see us in sunshine or shade;
Yet true to our course, though the shadows grow dark,
We'll trim ou...Read more of this...
by Holmes, Oliver Wendell
...were such evenings to this gentle pair;
Love's tide that launched on with a blast too strong
Sweeps toward the foaming reef, the hidden snare,
Baffling with fond illusion's siren-song,
Too faint, on idle shoals, to linger there
Far from Youth's glowing dream, bore them along,
With purple sail and steered by seraph hands
To isles resplendent in the sunset of romance.

And out of this old house a flowery fane,
A bridal bower, a pearly pleasure-dome,
They built, and furnished i...Read more of this...
by Seeger, Alan
...esistance, was whirled around."

"Then God pointed out,--for to Him I cried
In that terrible moment of need,--
A craggy reef in the gulf's dark side;
I seized it in haste, and from death was then freed.
And there, on sharp corals, was hanging the cup,--
The fathomless pit had else swallowed it up."

"For under me lay it, still mountain-deep,
In a darkness of purple-tinged dye,
And though to the ear all might seem then asleep
With shuddering awe 'twas seen by the eye
How the s...Read more of this...
by Schiller, Friedrich von
...lift of the great Cape combers,
 And the smell of the baked Karroo.
To the growl of the sluicing stamp-head --
 To the reef and the water-gold,
To the last and the largest Empire,
 To the map that is half unrolled!

To our dear dark foster-mothers,
 To the heathen songs they sung --
To the heathen speech we babbled
 Ere we came to the white man's tongue.
To the cool of our deep verandah --
 To the blaze of our jewelled main,
To the night, to the palms in the moonlight,
 And ...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...low.
 Our quarry sails on either sea,
 Fat prey for such bold lads as we,
 And every sun-dried buccaneer
 Must hand and reef and watch and steer,
 And bear great wrath of sea and sky
 Before the plate-ships wallow by.
 Now, as our tall bows take the foam,
 Let no man turn his heart to home,
 Save to desire plunder more
 And larger warehouse for his store,
 When treasure won from Santos Bay
 Shall make our sea-washed village gay.

 Because I sought it far from men,
 In deserts...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...ew on the live bamboo that grows through the gangrened flesh;
I had hove him down by the mangroves brown, where the mud-reef sucks and draws,
Moored by the heel to his own keel to wait for the land-crab's claws!
He is lazar within and lime without, ye can nose him far enow,
For he carries the taint of a musky ship -- the reek of the slaver's dhow!"
The skipper looked at the tiering guns and the bulwarks tall and cold,
And the Captains Three full courteously peered down at the...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...as when they sailed with the Golden Hind,
 Or tbe wreck that struck last tide --
Or the wreck that lies on the spouting reef
 Where the ghastly blue-lights flare
If blood be tbe price of admiralty,
If blood be tbe price of admiralty,
If blood be the price of admiralty,
 Lord God, we ha' bought it fair!...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...appier perhaps when I was away, 
Free of an anxious daughter, 
He could sail blue water 
Day after day, 
Beyond Brenton Reef Lightship, and Beavertail, 
Past Cuttyhunk to catch a gale 
Off the Cape, while he thought of Hellas and Troy,
Chanting with joy
Greek choruses— those lines that he said
Must be written some day on a stone at his head:
'But who can know
As the long years go
That to live is happy, has found his heaven.'
My father, so far away— 
I thought of him, in Devon...Read more of this...
by Miller, Alice Duer
...rough the lagging centuries
Ye wear your robes of white.
"But never crashing iceberg
Nor honest shot of foe,
Nor hidden reef has sent me
The way that I must go.
My wound that stains the waters,
My blood that is like flame,
Bear witness to a loathly deed,
A deed without a name.
"I went not forth to battle,
I carried friendly men,
The children played about my decks,
The women sang -- and then --
And then -- the sun blushed scarlet
And Heaven hid its face,
The world that God cre...Read more of this...
by Kilmer, Joyce

Dont forget to view our wonderful member Reef poems.


Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry