Looking For A Poem
(9/24/2007 9:49:00 PM)
After searching for my Grandfather who left my Mom when she was only 1 to go off to war, we finally found him VERY much alive and well....We have all been reunited as a family and his birthday is coming up in October. I'm searching for a poem that would be good for this scenario. I want him to know that even though he's been gone for so long that I still love him even as he was never gone... And somehow try to wish him a happy for the 41 years of my life that I missed wishing him a happy birthday....
If anyone here has any ideas please let me know...
(9/22/2007 11:01:00 PM)
The Sultan was vexed by a dream that invaded his slumbers;
(He'd feasted on lobsters and cream with half-riped cucumbers
And slept with his head to the South so the Night Mare had power.)
He dreamed, all the teeth of his mouth tumbled out in a shower!
So, calling a Sayer of Sooth to interpret the vision,
He charged him to utter the truth with the utmost precision.
'Pure Fountain of Justice, and Fear of the Infidel Foemen,
The vision, ' propounded the Seer, 'is of sorrowful omen;
For Allah, who governs this ball (His protection be o'er you!)
Decrees that your relatives all shall dropp dead right before you! '
The Sultan leaped up in a fit of devouring fury!
He stayed not to issue a writ or impanel a jury,
But-'Shorten this fellow! ' he said, 'and be rapid about it! '
So off went the Soothsayer's head! (He looked better without it.)
One sage being worthless, they sent to the mosque for another;
An Augur of wilier bent than his fortuned brother.
'Now Allah be praised for the boon! ' cried this wisest of mages;
'Great Lord of the Sun and the Moon! for the vision presages
Long life to the King, who shall thrive like the fertile plantations!
Yea, truly! My Liege shall survive e'en his youngest relations! '
The King, as his visage expressed, was rejoice beyond measure.
The Prophet went home with a chest fairly bursting with treasure.
Which proves-this an axiom still, let the blunt-spoken weigh it-
The Tactful can say what he will, for he knows how to say it!
Who wrote the poem? I learned the poem in the sixth grade but I didn't learn who wrote it.
(9/21/2007 8:05:00 PM)
Hi... hoping someone can help...
Years ago I read a poem about a high school teenager who cherishes the good times he's had with his sweetheart. The sentiments are sweet. Towards the end of the poem, your heart breaks as saysa he places a ring on her finger as she lies in her coffin. Does anyone know this poem? Author? Title? Some text so that I can do a proper search?
Thank-you, Gennaro P
(9/18/2007 8:54:00 AM)
Please help me find a poem that compares a child to an acorn. It is a fairly long poem and relates the potential of what the acorn/child may become is not revealed by the seed in its stages of growth. In its immaturity, we do not see the mighty oak tree that it will become. Thanks!
(9/14/2007 4:25:00 PM)
I am looking for a poem for a friend that remembers it as a school boy 50- years ago. The only line he remembers is:
Toby always listens and begging me to tell
Exactly what i saw and where
and how it all befell.
Apparently it is about an owner talking to his dog and the owner telling tall tales and the dog taking it all in and understanding everthing by wagging his tail.
If anyone can point me the right direction it would be greatly appreciated.
(9/13/2007 1:04:00 PM)
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i had a poem once that i had saved in my baby keepsakes which were stolen during a burglary of my home. it went something like this.' when you were born we were going to have so much fun but i turned my head and you turned one.......AND YOU TURNED TWO....... this is the day you go to school............holding on to these days as tight? as i can because the next time i look i will be seeing a man. ' as i remember the author was 'unknown'. and i do not remember the title. My son whose keepsakes i had stored this poem with is about become a father for the first time and i would love to be able to give him a copy of it. can any one help me please?
(9/12/2007 11:02:00 PM)
what's going on here?
(9/8/2007 10:43:00 AM)
I have been looking for a poem by e.e. cummings (I'm pretty sure) that says,
i told him
you told him
(and the end of the poem is something like)
it took a brick from the..th floor
to fall on his head
to tell him
I can't find it in any cummings anthology or on this site.
(9/4/2007 8:08:00 PM)
I GRADUATED FROM CENTER FOR HEALING IN 2001, AND ON MY GRADUATION DAY SOMEONE READ A POEM TO ME. THE NAME OF THAT POEM WAS, GUARDIAN ANGEL. CAN ANYONE PLEASE HELP ME ON FINDING THIS CERTAIN POEM? IN THIS POEM, THE GUARDIAN ANGEL WAS NOT DOING SO WELL, IT SAIS SOMETHING ABOUT HOW HIS WINGS ARE ALL BATTERED AND TORN. THE ANGEL IS EXPLAINING TO THIS PERSON THAT HE WATCHES OVER, THAT HE CANNOT BARE TO MUCH MORE OF THE ABUSE THAT HE PUTS UP WITH WHILE WATCHING OVER THIS CERTAIN PERSON. THE PERSON FEELS AWFUL ABOUT ALL THE PAIN AND TORTURE THAT THE ANGELS BEEN PUTTING UP WITH. I REALLY NEED TO FIND THIS POEM.
(9/2/2007 4:10:00 PM)
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I am looking for a poem I believe is called'Augustus'...Augustus was a chubby lad, fat ruddy cheeks he had. Every one saw with joy the fat plump heathly boy. This is from my childhood and would love to know the Poem and poet. Thought it may have been Edward Lear? Please Help.