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Author Name: FreeRawice 11 Comments
Date Added: May 23, 2004 00:05:40 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Robert Frost showed me the way!

One morning, I happened on a divided path in a yellow wood

Then realized it was like the one where Robert Frost once stood

I stopped and stared afar, wondering which path I should take

My view, was obscured, by the growth of the underbrush’s rake

 I looked for wear, on each trail, for trodden grass and brush

For others had surely passed this way, in their homeward rush

Each path beckoned me, to wonder to its far off emerald end

Sunlight made each a postcard, at its far off enchanted bend

Leaves in vibrant colors offered a velvet-covered path

To make my journey easy without the use of a staff

Each path offered a different course that my life would reflect

This held me fast, uncertain about which path I should select

Later, I would tell others, about the beauty of each tantalizing trail

Without knowing where they lead or from where the path did hail

That day I took neither path I retreated back to my home

Where paths are safe, more sure and a lot better known

I sometimes venture down to that wooded path divide

And wonder if Mr. Frost is close or standing at my side

If I had chosen one, might it have led me to a friend?

Or would my life have been the same in the very end

I only know that Mr. Frost held my hand on that sunny day

And whispered “I too did not know which was the better way”

Choices make life exciting, not knowing what’s up ahead

We dream of what might have been, without it being said

One wrong turn on our path in life, is not the way we measure

It’s what we see and do along the way that makes our life a treasure.

Author's Notes:
The first poetry book I ever read was by Robert Frost. His work has influenced every piece of poetry I have ever written. This was a tribute to him in some small way since he made me think I could find the poet within me.
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Comment By: FreeJoe Petro on December 29, 2005 10:08:02 PM Report
1st time to your pages Royce. I enjoyed this piece immensely. I was introduced to Frost by my 6th grade teacher. I've been smitten by his poetry ever since. I took a little poetic license from him in a piece I wrote entitled The Castle. Joe
Comment By: FreeVictoria on May 28, 2004 04:34:07 AM Report
I loved this. Awesome job.
Comment By: FreeJermethius on May 28, 2004 01:55:38 AM Report
Robert Frost was my first inspiration as well. I really enjoyed this one of yours. Congratulations.
Comment By: FreeSherese on May 27, 2004 08:47:16 AM Report
How beautiful, it really is, I think Mr. Frost would be very pleased with this piece. It was truly remarkable
Comment By: FreeMelissa on May 25, 2004 09:22:46 PM Report
Great job. Congrats on the award.
Comment By: Freejoia on May 25, 2004 04:08:16 PM Report
I commented before the ribbon bestowed, want to say Congratulations. My oppion stands. Lovely, joia
Comment By: FreeMary on May 24, 2004 10:18:16 AM Report
Well deserved......congrats on this great write.......I had to memorize Robert Frost in high school and found it easier to put yourself in the spot at which he was talking... "paths"
Comment By: FreeGay Johnson on May 24, 2004 02:32:19 AM Report
Congratulations on a very well deserved blue ribbon.
Comment By: FreeThe Bag Lady on May 23, 2004 10:45:27 PM Report
Oh, I LOVE this~!
What a wonderful tribute to one
of my favorite men~!
Margaret...the old bag lady
Comment By: PremiumKeith Overstreet on May 23, 2004 10:14:51 PM Report
Beautiful job, Royce! very deserving of this great award!
Comment By: Freejoia on May 23, 2004 07:37:06 PM Report
That good old man, aren't you glad. Sometimes a back track will take us to safety til the moment of decision is chock full of better sense. I can feel the moist hand of him in your verse, and enjoyed. joia


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