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  • Alice Letcher (4/2/2008 6:03:00 PM) Post reply

    I'm trying to find a poem in which the narrator is scything barley or wheat, and compares the experience of the wheat to what he feels when he sees the woman he loves. The last line is something like 'what I to the barely, she does to my heart and me.' Anyone know it? I think it's late 1800's-early 1900'2, but I could be way off. Thanks!

  • Jennifer L. Augustine (3/27/2008 10:53:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Hi everyone. I'm new here and was wondering if I could get help. Someone close to me has had only one poem published and I know the title but can't find it. It's called You're Lover, Your Friend.

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    • Laura Burns (8/31/2008 7:54:00 PM) Post reply

      If it is 'Your Lover, Your Friend, ' by Wayland King, it is at: http: //www.poetry.com/voteforme/poemvote1.asp? PID=6691484

  • Rookie - 0 Points Lisa Lindblom (3/26/2008 11:14:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Hi- I'm looking for a poem by a woman poet (English, I believe) and I know some of it, but not the whole thing. Here is what I remember:
    When I think of something that I had,
    And which is gone and I must do without,
    I sometimes wonder how I can be glad
    Even in Cowslip times when hedgerows sprout.
    It makes me sigh to think on it and yet,
    My days would not be better days, should I forget.

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Rexi S (3/24/2008 3:36:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Hi All

    Looking for the last poem read in a 2005 Cameron Diaz movie ' In her shoes' it ended sumthing like this 'I have ur heart in my heart..'...Please.....

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    • Kelsy Ann (4/9/2008 6:56:00 PM) Post reply

      it's been awhile since i saw that movie but i'm pretty sure it was 'I Carry Your Heart With Me' by E. E. Cummings hope that helps!

  • Rookie - 0 Points the poet (3/22/2008 8:39:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Rain is Falling

    Rain, rain, its always raining,
    Rain, rain, I end up saying,
    Rain, rain, please go away now,
    Rain, rain, just leave right now,
    Rain, rain, don’t know how,
    I don’t care how,
    To make my rainy day just go away…

    So I stand,
    in the pouring rain,
    So I can,
    feel the growing pain,
    Of having rain,
    coming down like the Armageddon flame.

    I can see raindrops playing their game,
    Even though they look the same,
    I know that there is more to rain……

    ~Hey guys what do you think about this poem? ?

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Chris R (3/21/2008 4:30:00 PM) Post reply

    i am looking for a poem from my childhood days that started naughty little david d was very fond of chemistry, loving parents bought their pet a very large expensive set, If any one can assist with this, i would be most appreciative

  • Rookie - 0 Points Anton Perevodov (3/20/2008 6:40:00 AM) Post reply

    Hello everybody!
    First of all I apologize for my request is not exactly about poems I can't find. The problem with the author of the poem. Does anybody know anything about such - I guess - a new poet Tristram Tuna who wrote 'My Spirit Has Left'?
    In particular I don't know if this poet is a male or a female!
    I'd appreciate any advice in any form!

    Here I give you the text of the poem. Enjoy it!

    My spirit has left (to Heaven or Hell) .
    In this world I don't leave very much.
    My old, cold body's an empty shell
    So kindly just treat it as such.

    My life has been filled with places and friends,
    I've had luck that I've mostly enjoyed.
    There's little I'd change, no urge for amends,
    Few regrets as I leave for the void.

    Yet fresh in your memories - in you I live on.
    At parties recount the good times
    And long years from now when you too have gone
    I'll still be alive in my rhymes.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Shay Beach (3/15/2008 7:13:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    My grandfather learned a poem in school during the 1930's that said something about a garden gate and 'she was there and so was I'. I would really like to locate this for him but have been unsuccessful. Any help would be appreciated.

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Captain Paul (3/10/2008 6:28:00 AM) Post reply

    Hi there,

    I'm trying to track down the author and name of the poem below. It's engraved on the back of a brass hand pocket Dollond compass I have but has no author or name engraved in addition to the poem. The maker of these old compasses (no longer around) I'm told by an antique dealer used poems by Robert Frost however after doing an extensive search for phrases in the poem and looking through Frost's poems can't seem to find this particular poem, any ideas? Here it goes:

    Inner time is limitless from past lives can no longer remember, only feel time flows.
    And around me a continuum moves and swirls, engulfing me.
    And moves majestically beyond my inner sight or imagination this time is immense, a celestial sphere.
    Yet it does not forget me, it embraces me.
    I am a part of its verity.
    It is part of mine my life flows, it flows.

    Cheers, Paul.
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  • Rookie - 0 Points Shannon Wooden (3/7/2008 9:43:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I read a cshort cowboy poem long ago about a can of condensed milk. It contained a line similar to 'just pop open the can and drink the son-of-a-bitch...'
    If anyone knows where to find it or the author please post a response.


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    • Laura Burns (3/8/2008 2:06:00 PM) Post reply

      You can find a number of variations on this poem (don't believe any one of them is definitive) at: http: //www.snopes.com/business/deals/carnation.asp

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