- A little southern colored child comes to a northern school and is afraid to play with the white children. The Little Frightened Child
- Ah, Poem
- All day subdued, polite Negro Servant
- All the tom-toms of the jungles beat in my blood, Poem
- Aunt Sue has a head full of stories. Aunt Sue’s Stories
- Beat the drums of tragedy for me. Fantasy in Purple
- Because my mouth Minstrel Man
- Because you are to me a song Passing Love
- Being walkers with the dawn and morning Poem
- Bright, jolly sunshine and clear blue skies, Signs of Spring
- Bring me all of your dreams, The Dream Keeper
- Cause you don’t love me Bad Luck Card
- Clean the spitoons, boy. Brass Spitoons
- Clutching at trees and clawing rocks For an Indian Screen
- Come, Harlem Night Song
- Dear lovely Death Dear Lovely Death
- Death is a tower Tower
- Desire weaves its fantasy of dreams, Spring for Lovers
- Does a jazz-band ever sob? Cabaret
- Dream singers, Laughers
- Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, The Weary Blues
- Everybody The Cat and the Saxophone
- Flowers are happy in summer; Autumn Thought
- Four walls can hold Walls
- Glory! Halleluiah! Prayer Meeting
- God having a hemorrhage, Caribbean Sunset
- Goin’ down de road, Lawd, Bound No’th Blues
- He carries Young Sailor
- Hello, sailor boy, Port Town
- Her dark brown face Young Prostitute
- Hey! Hey! Blues Fantasy
- How quiet Sick Room
- How still, Sea Calm
- How thin and sharp is the moon tonight! Winter Moon
- Hungry child, God to Hungry Child
- I am a black Pierrot: A Black Pierrot
- I am a Negro: The Negro
- I ask you this: Prayer
- I do not hate you, The White Ones
- I got to leave this town. Lonesome Place
- I had ma clothes cleaned Dressed Up
- I hate to die this way with the quiet Mazie Dies Alone in the City Hospital
- I have been a seeker Star Seeker
- I know now I Thought It Was Tangiers I Wanted
- I love to see the big white moon, My Loves
- I loved my friend. Poem
- I take my dreams Dreamer
- I was a red man one time, Lament for Dark Peoples
- I went to de gypsy, Fortune Teller Blues
- I went to look for Joy, Joy
- I work all day, Pierrot
- I would be simple again, Disillusion
- I would liken you Ardella
- I, too, sing America. I Too
- I’m waitin’ for de springtime Red Roses
- I’ve known rivers: The Negro Speaks of Rivers
- I’ve sat on the park benches in Paris Park Benching
- Ice-cold passion Poem to a Dead Soldier
- Ideals are like the stars, Teacher
- If you loves me Down an’ Out
- In one hand The Jester
- In ships all over the world The English
- In the mist of the moon I saw you, In the Mist of the Moon
- In times of stormy weather Strange Hurt She Knew
- It is we who are liars: Liars
- It was a long time ago. As I Grew Older
- It’s an earth song— An Earth Song
- It’s because you are so young— Being Old
- Let all who will Pride
- Let the rain kiss you. An April Rain Song
- Let’s go see old Abe Lincoln Monument
- Little dark baby, America
- Love Beale Street Love
- Love Love Song for Lucinda
- Lovely, dark, and lonely one, Song
- Ma Lord ain’t no stuck up man. Ma Lord
- Ma old time daddy Lover’s Return
- Ma sweet good man has Suicide
- “Me an’ ma baby’s Negro Dancer
- Men who ride strange wild horses Tapestry
- Mercedes is a jungle-lily in a death house. To the Dark Mercedes of “El Palacio de Amor”
- Merry Christmas, China, Merry Christmas
- My old man’s a white old man Cross
- Natcha, offering love. Natcha
- Now lookahere, gal, Argument
- Now, After Many Springs
- O, sweep of stars over Harlem streets, Stars
- Oh, silver tree! Jazzonia
- On Anne Spencer’s table Anne Spencer’s Table
- Once you were beautiful— Montmartre Beggar Woman
- One who sings “chansons vulgaires” Young Singer
- Out of the dust of dreams, Fairies
- Plant your toes in the cool swamp mud; Flight
- Play de blues for me. Misery
- Play it once. Saturday Night
- Sea charm Sea Charm
- Shake your brown feet, honey, Song for a Banjo Dance
- Shall I tell you of my old, old dreams Pictures to the Wall
- She To a Little Lover-Lass, Dead
- She knows Lady in Cabaret
- She lived in sinful happiness Mona
- She stands Troubled Woman
- Since I left you, Anne, A Letter to Anne
- Singing black boatmen Fog
- Sleek black boys in a cabaret. Harlem Night Club
- So long, Afro-American Fragment
- Strange, Aesthete in Harlem
- Strut and wiggle, To Midnight Nan at Leroy’s
- That Justice is a blind goddess Justice
- That little yaller gal The New Cabaret Girl
- The autumn leaves Poème d’Automne
- The calm, Suicide’s Note
- The jeweled entrails of pomegranates bled on the marble floor. The Last Feast of Belshazzar
- The lazy, laughing South The South
- The little house is sugar, Winter Sweetness
- The low beating of the tom-toms, Danse Africaine
- The moon is naked. March Moon
- The moon still sends its mellow light To a Dead Friend
- The night is beautiful, Poem
- The rhythm of life Lenox Avenue: Midnight
- The Sandman walks abroad tonight, Mister Sandman
- The sea is a wilderness of waves, Long Trip
- The shadows Soledad
- The sounds Summer Night
- The spring is not so beautiful there— Water-Front Streets
- The sun, Sunset—Coney Island
- There Salome
- There’s a new, young moon riding the hills tonight; The New Moon
- They say she died— Young Bridge
- This ancient hag Mexican Market Woman
- Thunder of the Rain God: A House in Taos
- To fling my arms wide Dream Variation
- To worship To Beauty
- To you Rising Waters
- Today like yesterday Monotony
- We buried him high on a windy hill, Death of an Old Seaman
- We cry among the skyscrapers Afraid
- We have tomorrow Poem
- We run, Shadows
- We should have a land of sun, Our Land
- Well, son, I’ll tell you: Mother to Son
- What is there within this beggar lad Beggar Boy
- What jungle tree have you slept under, Nude Young Dancer
- When hard luck overtakes you Hard Luck
- When I was home de Po’ Boy Blues
- When Susanna Jones wears red When Sue Wears Red
- When the night winds whistle through the trees and blow the crisp brown leaves a-crackling down, Thanksgiving Time
- When the old junk man Death Question
- Where most surely comes a day Day
- Who cares Hurt
- Willy is a silly boy, The Lament of a Vanquished Beau
- Wine-maiden To a Black Dancer in “The Little Savoy”
- With gypsies and sailors, A Farewell
- World-wide dusk Black Seed
- Would Songs to the Dark Virgin
- You can’t sleep here, Drama for Winter Night
- You sicken me with lies, To Certain “Brothers”
- You were the last bulwark of my dreams, Bulwark
- You wound my soul with a thousand spears, Nonette
All poets.