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Famous Up To You Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Landor, Walter Savage
...a hair to suck it through-
fine as a golden hair.
Wearing a smile or a frown
God's face is always there.
It is up to you
if you take your wintry restlessness into the town
and wander on the boulevards, up and down....Read More

by Bukowski, Charles
...of your shirt
It's a clip joint-the scotch is weak.
you order a bottle of beer.
Madame Death walks up to you
wearing a dress.
she sits down, you buy her a
beer, she stinks of swamps, presses
a leg against you.
the bar tender sneers.
you've got him worried, he doesn't
know if you're a cop, a killer, a
madman or an
you ask for a vodka.
you pour the vodka into the top of
the beer bottle.
It's one a.m. In a dead cow worl...Read More

by Tagore, Rabindranath
...ake till the day ends.
We play with the golden dawn, we play with the silver moon."
I ask, "But how am I to get up to you ?"
They answer, "Come to the edge of the earth, lift up your
hands to the sky, and you will be taken up into the clouds."
"My mother is waiting for me at home, "I say, "How can I leave
her and come?"
Then they smile and float away.
But I know a nicer game than that, mother.
I shall be the cloud and you the moon.
I shall cover you wi...Read More

by Plath, Sylvia>
The carriages rock, they are cradles.
And I, stepping from this skin
Of old bandages, boredoms, old faces

Step up to you from the black car of Lethe,
Pure as a baby....Read More

by Sexton, Anne, going.
You who have inhabited me
in the deepest and most broken place,
are going, going.
An old woman calls up to you
from her deathbed deep in sores,
asking, "What do you keep of her?"
She is the crone in the fables.
She is the fool at the supper
and you, sir, are the traveler.
Although you are in a hurry
you stop to open a small basket
and under layers of petticoats
you show her the tiger-striped eyes
that you have lately plucked,
you show her specialty,...Read More

by Frost, Robert
...eces lately?
Hand me my button-box- it must be there.)
I sat up on the floor and shouted, “Toffile,
It’s coming up to you.” It had its choice
Of the door to the cellar or the hall.
It took the hall door for the novelty,
And set off briskly for so slow a thing,
Still going every which way in the joints, though,
So that it looked like lightning or a scribble,
From the slap I had just now given its hand.
I listened till it almost climbed the stairs
From the...Read More

by Sherrick, Fannie Isabelle burnt to ashes in its flame."
"You wrong yourself!" he cries at last, "untrue
Your words, for worldly hearts look up to you
And bless your song,—I know, for I am one
Of these, and know the good that you have done.
'Tis true, Arline, an earnest womanhood
Can always do unto the world some good.
One heart in truth has felt your better power,
And that is mine, in this last happy hour;
and have you nobler made even one weak heart,
You've done within this world a wort...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...nds upon the point of view.
It's the sterling of your spirit tips the balance of the scale,
It's optimism, and it's up to you.
For what I figure as success is simple Happiness,
The consummate contentment of your mood:
You may toil with brain and sinew,
And though little wealth is win you,
If there's health and hope within you -
 You've made good....Read More

by Brautigan, Richard, and

then there was the blink, blink, blink.

 "That's what I thought, " he said. "The first-graders look

up to you and admire you like the teachers look up to me and

admire me, It just won't do to write 'Trout fishing in America'

on their backs. Are we agreed, gentlemen?"

 We were agreed.

 I tell you it worked every God-damn time.

 Of course it had to work.

 "All right, " he said. "I'll consider trout fishing in Ameri-

ca to have come...Read More

by Service, Robert William through."

"Looks pretty rotten right now," says he;
"Hanged if the devil himself could see.
Priscilla, it's up to you and me
To show 'em what we can do."
Seemed that Priscilla just took the word;
Up with a leap like a horse that's spurred,
On with the joy of a homing bird,
Swift as the wind she flew.

Shell-holes shoot at them out of the night;
A lurch to the left, a wrench to the right,
Hands grim-gripping and teeth clenched tight,
Eyes that glare through...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
Another humpy burned! 

The jury sat again and drew 
Another stick of plug. 
Said Saltbush Bill, "It's up to you 
Put some one long-a Jug." 

"I'll camp the sheep," he said, "and sift 
The evidence about." 
For quite a week he couldn't shift, 
The way the fires broke out. 

The jury thought the whole concern 
As good as any play. 
They used to "take him oath" and earn 
Three sticks of plug a day. 

At last the tribe lay down to sleep 
Home...Read More

by Petrarch, Francesco
...>My firm and fond desire is from the stars. Ere up to you I turn, O lustrous stars,Or downwards in love's labyrinthine wood,Leaving my fleshly frame in mouldering earth,Could I but pity find in her, one day[Pg 19]Would many years redeem, and to t...Read More

by Service, Robert William
It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say:
"You may tax your brawn and brains,
But you promised true, and it's up to you to cremate those last remains."

Now a promise made is a debt unpaid, and the trail has its own stern code.
In the days to come, though my lips were dumb, in my heart how I cursed that load.
In the long, long night, by the lone firelight, while the huskies, round in a ring,
Howled out their woes to the homeless snows -- O God! how I loa...Read More

by Benet, Stephen Vincent
The ages crumble down like dust, 
Dark roses, deviously thrust 
And scattered in sweet wine -- but I, 
I shall lift up to you my cry, 
And kiss your wet lips presently 
Beneath the ever-living Tree. 

This in my heart I keep for goad! 
Somewhere, in Heaven she walks that road. 
Somewhere . . . in Heaven . . . she walks . . . that . . . road. . . ....Read More

by Service, Robert William a most alarming way;
The things you had no right to do, the things you should have done,
They're all put down; it's up to you to pay for every one.
So eat, drink and be merry, have a good time if you will,
But God help you when the time comes, and you

 Foot the bill....Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
It’s goin’ to cost at least a quid 
Or more to get them back. 

So, if you find they’re off the place, 
It’s up to you to go 
And flash a quid in Hogan’s face— 
He’ll know the blokes that know. 

But listen—if you’re feelin’ dry, 
Just see there’s no one near, 
And go and wink the other eye 
And ask for ginger beer. 

The blokes come in from near and far 
To sample Hogan’s pop; 
They reckon once they breast the bar 
They stay there till they drop. 

On ...Read More

by Service, Robert William
I do not know what is the score;
Of good I might have done much more:
But now I guess my exit's due;--
 Dear God, it's up to You!...Read More

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...flows for evermore,
And how it came to pass 
That all those Dorian women who are there 
In Hades, and still fair, 
Came up to you, so young, and wept and smiled 
When they beheld you and your little child.
And then, I’m sure, with tears upon your face 
To be in that sad place, 
You told of the two children you had borne, 
And then of Euphron, whom you leave to mourn. 
“One stays with him,” you said,
“And this one I bring with me to the dead.” 


by Bukowski, Charles
itself from you.
it can kill you without cause.
and to escape it you must be subtle.
few escape. 
it's up to you to figure a plan. 
I have met nobody who has escaped. 
I have met some of the great and
famous but they have not escaped
for they are only great and famous within
I have not escaped
but I have not failed in trying again and
before my death I hope to obtain my
from blank gun silencer - 1994...Read More

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