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  • Rookie - 0 Points Phyllis Neely (2/22/2015 11:42:00 PM) Post reply
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    I am looking for a poem that my grandmother told me. I can only remember a little of it:

    Somebody call the doctor and tell him to come quick!
    My dolly's got the measles and she's oh so awful sick.

  • Silver Star - 8,425 Points Fabrizio Frosini (2/12/2015 5:12:00 AM) Post reply

    I'm planning, together with other poets, to publish a poetry e-book (antology) .

    We would like to have a few more poets in our group. Possibly from different parts of the world.

    At least 50% of the poetry has to be new (not already posted on web-sites) .

    If of interest, write a message to me. Thank you

    P.S.: it's a no-cost-publishing.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Gyongyi Mcdonnell (2/8/2015 8:24:00 AM) Post reply

    Hi, Does anyone know if there is a translation of Az Alfold by Petofi Sandor?

  • Rookie - 0 Points Lorraine Thompson (2/2/2015 4:02:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I'm looking for a poem about Ogier the Dane. Cant remember the title nor the poet. The first verse went
    " Great King Charlemagne sat in his tent
    His looks were sad and his brow was bent
    For a Saracen force had attacked his land
    And their might was such he could not withstand"

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    • Rookie - 0 Points Laura Burns (2/2/2015 8:03:00 PM) Post reply

      It might be a translation or paraphrase of The Song of Roland, (Chanson de Roland) but I cannot give you any specifics. There is a long section entitled " Ogier the Dane" in William Morris' ... more

  • Rookie - 0 Points Mark Fletcher (1/25/2015 11:56:00 PM) Post reply

    I'm looking for Alfred Noyes, " Barrel Organ" poem narrated in a montage of jazz, opera and sounds from London. been a few decades ago when I heard it approx.40 minutes of audio.
    Any help?

  • Rookie - 5 Points Brian Lefever (1/25/2015 10:42:00 PM) Post reply

    i read a poem about a guy, talking to his girlfriend. he couldn't believe that she actually love him, and doubted her intentions until the end. finally, after he accepted that her love was true, she had to tell him that she was no longer in love with him.

    what is this poem??????

  • Rookie - 0 Points Guy Salmon (1/22/2015 4:26:00 PM) Post reply

    The solution to this would be the end of a 30 year quest...

    My Dad used to quote this poem, I am horribly paraphrasing, but part of it had the lines..
    " Will the bonds that bind the atoms of this body,
    Still feel the same passion,
    When these atoms are spread across the far distant galaxies of the universe" .

    The solution to this puzzle would be met with great joy! !

  • Rookie - 0 Points Isabel Hudgins (1/20/2015 3:15:00 PM) Post reply

    I am looking for the English version of a poem by Octavio Paz called (original Spanish title) : " Noche de Resurrecciones" , from his book " Libertad bajo Palabra" . Any help would be appreciated!

  • Rookie - 0 Points Al Howard (1/20/2015 1:45:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Can someone tell me the title of the poem - believe it was in English Lit class from my senior year high school class in 1953 - that has in it " dust thou art to dust returneth was not spoken of the soul" .... " and the grave is not it's goal" ??? Between this one and " Daffodils" that is about the extent of my memory.

    Thanks, Al

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    • Rookie - 0 Points Laura Burns (1/20/2015 8:31:00 PM) Post reply

      The poem is Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's " A Psalm of Life." You can find it on the PoemHunter web site.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Sarah Breden (1/9/2015 1:04:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Im looking for a poem that my Grandma used to say, but I dont remember much of it, I so hope someone can help. It could have been one she learned at school, or one from Chapel, as she was a very good methodist. All I remember is: -

    There off, there off the race has begun
    Their silken jackets they flash in the sun.
    It isnt a fortune, but oh its so sweet,
    and you cant come to grief when the favorites meet.

    Sounds like a racing poem, I have looked everywhere, and in every book I pick up, but nothing.

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