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  • Rookie Misty Poush (11/28/2013 8:19:00 AM) Post reply
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    Hello!

    I'm looking for a poem that's about words. The general concept and I think part of the form, went like this:

    The XXXXX have 43 words for love
    The YYYYY have 6 words for mutually beneficial
    The ZZZZ have 14 words for friendship

    I think the general concept was regarding love, but I'm not sure.

    I recalled these two poems while looking for the one above, so these are NOT it:
    The Forgotten Dialect of the Heart by Jack Gilbert
    Words For It – A Poem By Julia Cameron

    Thank you so much!

  • Rookie Rose Howell (11/27/2013 3:42:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    hey all I am looking for a Thanksgiving poem that I was taught back in 1967, all I remember is:
    Oh Mr turkey so handsome and fat,
    You walk around the barn yard,
    This way and that......

    Please help thanks

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    • Rookie Laura Burns (11/28/2013 12:58:00 PM) Post reply

      Old Mr. Turkey so handsome and fat; Struts round the barnyard this way and that. He talks so important and in such a loud tone, Whether he's with folks or whether he's alone. If he knew the ... more

  • Rookie Jacquelyn Davis (11/27/2013 1:43:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Looking for a poem about Abe Lincoln's mother Nancy Hanks. The first line is " If Nancy Hanks came back as a ghost, seeking news of what she loved most. She would ask first, where's my son? Whats' happened to Abe?What's he done?I had to memorize this in elementary school. Does anyone know this poem or the author?Thanks for any help

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    • Rookie Laura Burns (11/27/2013 2:22:00 PM) Post reply

      NANCY HANKS by Rosemary Benet If Nancy Hanks Came back as a ghost, Seeking news Of what she loved most, She'd ask first " Where's my son? What's happened to Abe? What's he done?" ... more

  • Rookie - 5 Points Tom R (11/26/2013 9:54:00 AM) Post reply

    Looking for a Thanksgiving children's poem that many elementary students in the 1950s and 1960s were required to memorize in school. The lines I remember are " Tom Turkey was worried, late news made him quake. Thanksgiving he heard, meant his life was at stake." The poem goes on to tell how he decided to go on a diet to save his life. If anyone is familiar with this poem, please post or contact me. Thank you.

  • Rookie Doug De Regnier (11/23/2013 7:06:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I am looking for a Poem for my Dad all he can remember is " The Indian summer time has come the fairest of all the year" I think I have read every poem about Indian summer but cant find it. I am sure it is an old poem my grandmother used to recite it to him when he was a boy. Any help would be great.

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    • Rookie Laura Burns (11/24/2013 5:16:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      INDIAN SUMMER by M. L. Baum The Indian Summer time has come, The sweetest of all the year, The water's hue is a loving blue, The sunny air is so warm and fair, The skies are calm and clear ... more

  • Rookie Peter Schulling (11/23/2013 5:36:00 PM) Post reply

    I'm looking for the title and author for the poem below. It is recited in German in the Japanese film Megane. The translation from the subtitles is also below.
    Thanks!

    Mir ist bewusst was Freiheit bedeutet
    Folge dem Wege geradeaus,
    meide die Tiefen des Meeres,
    doch hab ich solch Wort hinter mir gelassen.
    Der Mond scheinet auf jedem Wege,
    wie die in der Dunkelheit wie Diamanten schwimmenden Fische;
    heiß wie durch Zufall Mensch - und hier bin ich.
    Was hatte ich zu befürchten,
    mit was zu kämpfen,
    bald ist es Zeit die Lasten zu legen.
    Erteile mir noch mehr Kraft,
    Kraft zur Liebe.
    Mir ist bewusst was Freiheit bedeutet,
    mir ist bewusst was Freiheit bedeutet.

    I know what Freedom is.
    Follow the path straight ahead.
    Keep out of the ocean deeps
    I have left such words behind me
    The Moon shines upon all paths
    like Fish who swim like Diamonds in the Dark
    Called a human being by chance – so here I am
    What did I have to fear?
    Against what was I struggling?
    It’s time for me to lay down my heavy load.
    Give me even more strength,
    Strength to love.
    I know what Freedom is.
    I know what Freedom is.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Glen Dodge (11/23/2013 10:51:00 AM) Post reply

    I heard this poem back in college in the 80's and haven't been able to dig it up. I'm pretty sure it was an American poet but could have been from the UK or Canada.

    Here goes. The poem as I recall was something about the abuse of the planet how people cut down the trees then shadows started to emerge from the resulting holes and the people tried to fill the holes but couldn't. My memory tells me there was a tone of callousness about the people and lines like, " Because they could, " or " So why not?" Anyway I recall that eventually the shadows swarmed together but how it all ended I don't remember but could it have ended well? I doubt it. I'd like to figure out who wrote it and what it's called and put this hassle to bed.

    Thanks

    g.d

  • Rookie Susan Cronshaw (11/21/2013 1:45:00 PM) Post reply

    I am not a poet. This is my first post - hope I am doing this correctly.
    I am doing my family history and my husband's G. Grandfather was a Michael McGeough. A poem was written above his and I have a copy of it and above is a picture of and the name of Siegfried Sassoon 1886 - 1967. It is not an original and looks as though it has been printed onto a page of a diary (I have only one page with no other entries) .
    They poem may or may not have been written by Siegfried Sassoon - it is as follows: -

    THE VILLAGE OF CARRIVE GROVE IN CO. ARMAGH

    There is a Village grand
    Its beauty appeals to all
    With scenery so charming,
    Its roaring river in the valley
    A fishing we would go on weekends
    Salmon trout and eels in great numbers
    In the village of Carrive Grove

    The great musicaners of long day past
    And singers of old tradition still remembered
    Where at the dancing dyke much joy was there
    The beautiful hedges with shapes of birds and animals
    Were once a thrill to see
    While listening to Mickey McGeough playing the
    stack of barley on the fiddle
    In the village of Carrive Grove

    Mickey McGeough was my husband's great grandfather and he was very much into Topiary and the Fiddle (also the penny whistle) , so much so that he couldn't pay his rent and lost his farm.

    Can anyone confirm for me that this is actually a poem by Siegfried Sassoon?

    Sue

  • Rookie - 3 Points Tiana Webb (11/19/2013 5:34:00 PM) Post reply

    I'm looking for lyrics actually. I don't know what the song is called so I can't just search it. Some of the lyrics are something like 'wake up' 'superstar' 'hard work' 'get that far'. These are some of the lyrics of the chorus but I can't find it. Any help??

  • Rookie Ajit Hutheesing (11/19/2013 10:18:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I have been asking in this FORUM about the so-called poet JING JING - No one has responded to the question: Does Jing Jing exist?Or are the poems attributed to him/her actually from THE BOOK OF SONGS - the earliest collection of ancient Chinese poems. PLEASE HELP - ANYBODY?

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    • Rookie Tiana Webb (11/19/2013 5:35:00 PM) Post reply

      When I'm gone is a poem by Jing Jing. Guo Jingjing is a Chinese female diver from the People's Republic of China. She has won the 3m springboard event at five consecutive World Championships. Is t ... more

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