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Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening (Endless Winter: A Poet's Heart)
Whereby each flake of downy transience
Aloof, finds not earthly sense,
But to land, it is recieved:
Conforms to its ground on a patchworked fence.
A farmhouse afar is a block enshrouded
Never moving to find us of it clouded,
Housing each protected hay-bale and beast to serve us
It waits so unmoved and ever so grounded.
As my steps sink ever lower to reach
A half-frozen sod to soak my feet
I think of how well the barn keeps dry,
I wonder how much like us, its woodwork is incomplete.
A crystalline scene, I blink back the cold
Eyelashes frosted, of the shelter be told:
Let me be out here instead,
I need not anywhere yet to lay my head.
.....
#RobertFrost
(A second entry/non-entry)
Aloof, finds not earthly sense,
But to land, it is recieved:
Conforms to its ground on a patchworked fence.
A farmhouse afar is a block enshrouded
Never moving to find us of it clouded,
Housing each protected hay-bale and beast to serve us
It waits so unmoved and ever so grounded.
As my steps sink ever lower to reach
A half-frozen sod to soak my feet
I think of how well the barn keeps dry,
I wonder how much like us, its woodwork is incomplete.
A crystalline scene, I blink back the cold
Eyelashes frosted, of the shelter be told:
Let me be out here instead,
I need not anywhere yet to lay my head.
.....
#RobertFrost
(A second entry/non-entry)
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