An ode to Robert Frost

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.

About this poem

Robert Frost made me believe I could write poetry this is a poem to him,

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Written on November 12, 1012

Submitted by royceemley on May 15, 2022

Modified on April 18, 2023

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Closest metre Iambic octameter
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Royce I. Emley

Artist, writer, photographer and stand up comedian. Born in Wales, raised in England educated in Canada and now lives in Florida. Have been either and Art Director or Creative Director all my life. Retired I am now 80 years old. more…

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  • johnnyb
    well done Royce, i loved Robert Frost original poem AND if that helped you believe you could write poetry as well, it has served us both well.
    LikeReply7 months ago


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