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- Kate-a-Whimsies, John-a-Dreams, by William Ernest Henley
- Keep back the one word more, by Lizette Woodworth Reese
- Keep love for youth, and violets for the spring: by Christina Rossetti
- Keep me, I pray, in wisdom’s way by Eugene Field
- Kenton and Deborah, Michael and Rose, by Aline Kilmer
- Kept up by relays of generations young by Herman Melville
- Key and bar, key and bar, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Kill if you must, but never hate: by Robert Graves
- Kill your Balm—and its Odors bless you— by Emily Dickinson
- Kilrudden ford, Kilrudden dale, by Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey
- Kind friend, you do not know how much by Hattie Howard
- Kind o’er the kinderbank leans my Myfanwy, by John Betjeman
- Kind solace in a dying hour! by Edgar Allan Poe
- Kind teacher, henceforth be it mine, by Madge Morris Wagner
- Kindle the taper like the steadfast star by Emma Lazarus
- King and Queen of the Pelicans we; by Edward Lear
- King Arthur’s men have come again. by Vachel Lindsay
- King Arthur, as he paced a lonely floor by Edwin Arlington Robinson
- King Christian stood beside the mast; by George Borrow
- King Cole he reigned in Aureoland, by George MacDonald
- King Diderik sits in the halls of Bern, by George Borrow
- King Eochaid came at sundown to a wood by William Butler Yeats
- King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport, by James Henry Leigh Hunt
- King Guthrum was a dread king, by G. K. Chesterton
- King Joris was a kind-eyed king, by Ellis Parker Butler
- King Romance was wounded deep, by Andrew Lang
- King Winter sleeps. His daughter, Spring, by Arthur Weir
- Kiss me and comfort my heart by Vachel Lindsay
- Kiss me, Miami, thou most constant one! by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Kiss me: there now, little Neddy, by George MacDonald
- Kiss! Hollyhock in Love’s luxuriant close! by Paul Verlaine
- Knee deep in the Watauga’s by Ron Rash
- Kneel down, fair Love, and fill thyself with tears, by Algernon Charles Swinburne
- Knock with tremor— by Emily Dickinson
- Know I not whom thou mayst be by Bret Harte
- Know me next time when you see me, won’t you, old smarty? by Bret Harte
- Know you fair, on what you look; by Richard Crashaw
- Know you, winds that blow your course by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Know’st thou not at the fall of the leaf by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
- Know, Celia, since thou art so proud, by Thomas Carew
- Know, that I would accounted be by William Butler Yeats
- Knowest thou the land where bloom the lemon trees, by James Elroy Flecker
- Knowing the nature of thy grief, by Matilda Betham
- Knowlt Hoheimer ran away to the war by Edgar Lee Masters
- Knows he who tills this lonely field by Ralph Waldo Emerson
- Knows how to forget! by Emily Dickinson
- Krinken was a little child,— by Eugene Field
- Kung walked by Ezra Pound
