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  • Rookie Jo Carey (10/29/2006 7:47:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies
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    I AM SEARCHING FOR A POEM THAT HAS THE WORDS I MUST GO DOWN TO THE SEA AGAIN WHERE TALL SHIPS COME IN ITS PROBABABLY A SIMPLE POEM BUT I CANNOT REMEMBER IT OR WHO WROTE IT.

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    • Rookie Richard Pitts (11/28/2007 4:29:00 PM) Post reply

      I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky, I left my towel on the beach one day, I wonder if its dry?

    • Rookie Ernestine Northover (10/31/2006 10:03:00 AM) Post reply

      Hi Jo, the poem you were enquiring after is entitled, 'Sea-Fever; by John Masefield - 1878-1967 - I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship an ... more

  • Rookie Katie York (10/28/2006 8:04:00 AM) Post reply

    Hi, Can any one help me?
    I found a poem among some of my great grandad’s stuff but some parts are missing
    The bits I can make out are:

    And friends, and the other chaps, hailing;
    It is'nt exactly a 'pleasure trip'
    Carrying on in cold and storm
    But at least the work in this old ship
    Is enough to keep a fellow warm
    Now i'm sending this line that soon you'll get
    with the hope that this sailor you'll not forget
    who, though on the ocean, is all serene
    From Herbert Edward Cooper (My Great Grandad)

    It’s printed on some sort of cloth and at the top it says 'The Great War' and under that it says 'Remembrance'. My great Grandad sent it home while he was working in the British Navy on a ship called the HMS Grasshopper, so I think the timescale would have been around the first and second world wars.

    Its just chunks of the beginning of the poem that are ripped and missing, so if anybody knows this poem or who the author was I’d be grateful

  • Rookie Jack Jackson (10/22/2006 3:06:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I'm looking for a poem and have very limited info...The poem is about a ship leaving it's shore and the people on the shore are sad, however the people on the other shore are happy to see the ship coming. I think the poem is about death. Any help would be greatly appriciated!

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    • Rookie Bn Nic (12/3/2006 8:28:00 PM) Post reply

      I am not sure, but I think you and I may be looking for the same poem. I found something by Henry Van Dyke, but it is not a poem; it is more like a bit of prose. Anyway, check out the following link ... more

  • Rookie Karen Willis (10/16/2006 4:05:00 PM) Post reply

    I submitted a poem and now can't find it! I've had some emails giving some feedback about the poem, but referring to it as from an anonymous writer! Why can't I find it?

  • Rookie Ben Evans (10/7/2006 1:03:00 PM) Post reply

    Can anyone help me? I am looking for a poem called, I think, The Atheists Hymn.
    I can only remember the first verse which goes
    Lord, Lord, I don't believe in you,
    I only believe in me.
    I've never seen your miracles,
    Only your land and and sea.

    It ends with something like
    ...I only want to make music,
    Which remiinds me of Thee.

    Has anyone else ever heard of this one?

    Ben

  • Rookie Clare Squires (10/1/2006 7:33:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Hi - I'm urgently trying to track down a poem that was in a book I treasured as child (Rabbiting On by Kit Wright) - the poem was about 'my mum' or called something like that. If anyone has a copy and would be able to email me the lyrics I would be so so grateful (I want to send a copy of the poem to my mum for her 60th birthday and have just moved away so cannot access my copy of the book which is stored...hence wondering if anyone can help) . It would mean a lot to us both as it was a poem that we recited many a time when I was young and brought much laughter into our house as a family. Thanks. Clare

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    • Rookie Mark English (10/2/2006 2:50:00 PM) Post reply

      Could it be this? It's certainly by Kit Wright, but I'm not sure if it's from 'Rabbiting On'. Give Up Slimming, Mum My Mum Is short And plump And pretty And I wish She'd give up Sl ... more

  • Rookie Gary Herald (9/30/2006 11:28:00 AM) Post reply

    During WW1 a squad of soldiers passed the time when not been shot at by creating poems. In the 50's a grade school companion gave me this poem which had been handed down from his uncle who had been there. I remember about 90% and wonder if anyone else has ever heard this. Could it be that I'm the sole survivor of this poem? I feel the need to share. It was called 'The ravings of the Rumhound' I'll post what I remember as soon as I figure out how. (I'm new here)

  • Rookie Bryan Freitas (9/24/2006 2:03:00 PM) Post reply

    I'm looking for a poem we had to read in school a few years back. All I remember is that it involved a guy going over to a girl's house (for a date I believe?) and he lays in a chair and stares at the ceiling and talks about the roses he sees in it. And talks about a lonely town or something.

    It was relatively short, I remember I loved it at the time.

  • Rookie Mike Adams (9/23/2006 11:51:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I'm looking for 'The Wind is Calling Me Away' by Shel Silverstein but can't seem to find it anywhere. So, help in locating a copy would be great...thanks!
    Mike

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    • Rookie Mark English (9/24/2006 5:56:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      I don't know if this is the one you're looking for: Strange Wind What a strange wind it was today, Whistlin' and whirlin' and scurlin' away Like a worried old woman with so much to say. Wha ... more

  • Rookie Deb Johnson (9/23/2006 2:11:00 PM) Post reply

    My mother-in-law loves this poem and has carried it with her forever. I would like to find the author and would like to know if anyone has heard of this. It goes: Music is a tonic for the tired and weary mind, Tis comfort for the lonely and pictures for the blind, Tis sympathy and laughter, Tis hope and faith and prayer, Tis kindness in its brightest dress, and Tis welcome everywhere. Thank you for your help!

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