General Poetry posted November 1, 2022


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A parody of Frost classic poem.

Stopping by the Woods on Autumn

by RodG

*Whose woods these are I think I know.
They're entries in God's annual show.
This Artist's flair, distinctive style
Known since Creation long ago.

Admiring all, I walk awhile
Along this path, perhaps a mile,
*Between the woods and frozen lake
Across the bridge to Robert's Isle.

But soon I'm asking what's awake,
As bird song's scarce, limbs rarely shake.
*The only other sound's the sweep
Of leaves disturbed my boot heels make.

*The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
God's artistry does make me weep.
In dreams I'll see them when I sleep.
In dreams I'll see them when I sleep.



Rhyming Contest writing prompt entry
Writing Prompt
Please write a rhyming poem of 3 to 5 stanzas. Please rhyme at least every other line.

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Artwork courtesy of Google images.

*lines are borrowed from Frost poem below.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost - 1874-1963

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

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