Poems on Robert Frost Published by Members Recently Online
#RobertFrost
eswaller
Poem Published
16th Nov 2018 11:36pm
16th Nov 2018 11:36pm
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening: Robert Frost Tribute
There are many miles to go before I sleep
As I am trudging through the white snow
Left behind by Mother Nature and shorter
Days are here. Memories of summer I keep
Close, but the tall pine trees put on a show
With snowdrift and I forget all about order.
My next destination in the back of my mind,
I watch as my frosty breath is intermingling
With the surrounding scenery. I could be lost
Here for hours or days memorizing the wind
Blowing on my face and feeling the tingling
Sensation from my toes. This is what Frost
...
As I am trudging through the white snow
Left behind by Mother Nature and shorter
Days are here. Memories of summer I keep
Close, but the tall pine trees put on a show
With snowdrift and I forget all about order.
My next destination in the back of my mind,
I watch as my frosty breath is intermingling
With the surrounding scenery. I could be lost
Here for hours or days memorizing the wind
Blowing on my face and feeling the tingling
Sensation from my toes. This is what Frost
...
#snow
#RobertFrost
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10 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
16th Nov 2018 11:36pm
16th Nov 2018 11:36pm
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening: Robert Frost Tribute
There are many miles to go before I sleep
As I am trudging through the white snow
Left behind by Mother Nature and shorter
Days are here. Memories of summer I keep
Close, but the tall pine trees put on a show
With snowdrift and I forget all about order.
My next destination in the back of my mind,
I watch as my frosty breath is intermingling
With the surrounding scenery. I could be lost
Here for hours or days memorizing the wind
Blowing on my face and feeling the tingling
Sensation from my toes. This is what Frost
...
As I am trudging through the white snow
Left behind by Mother Nature and shorter
Days are here. Memories of summer I keep
Close, but the tall pine trees put on a show
With snowdrift and I forget all about order.
My next destination in the back of my mind,
I watch as my frosty breath is intermingling
With the surrounding scenery. I could be lost
Here for hours or days memorizing the wind
Blowing on my face and feeling the tingling
Sensation from my toes. This is what Frost
...
#snow
#RobertFrost
506 reads
10 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
29th Nov 2018 8:37pm
29th Nov 2018 8:37pm
Stars
( after Robert Frost )
I saw them once, at first light
glistening upon water --
drifting aimlessly, shooting ducks
ignorant of slaughter --
Their light-force dwindling rapidly;
I wanted to warn them, Run! --
Sunrise will assimilate you!
But, my heart held back words
They appeared content, trusting fate;
I could do no more than watch --
suddenly realizing Death
is full payment for Life
What was it I wished for
( while ignorant of sorrow )
as they plummeted...
I saw them once, at first light
glistening upon water --
drifting aimlessly, shooting ducks
ignorant of slaughter --
Their light-force dwindling rapidly;
I wanted to warn them, Run! --
Sunrise will assimilate you!
But, my heart held back words
They appeared content, trusting fate;
I could do no more than watch --
suddenly realizing Death
is full payment for Life
What was it I wished for
( while ignorant of sorrow )
as they plummeted...
#universe
#stars
#astronomy
#sacrifice
#RobertFrost
924 reads
18 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
29th Nov 2018 8:37pm
29th Nov 2018 8:37pm
Stars
( after Robert Frost )
I saw them once, at first light
glistening upon water --
drifting aimlessly, shooting ducks
ignorant of slaughter --
Their light-force dwindling rapidly;
I wanted to warn them, Run! --
Sunrise will assimilate you!
But, my heart held back words
They appeared content, trusting fate;
I could do no more than watch --
suddenly realizing Death
is full payment for Life
What was it I wished for
( while ignorant of sorrow )
as they plummeted...
I saw them once, at first light
glistening upon water --
drifting aimlessly, shooting ducks
ignorant of slaughter --
Their light-force dwindling rapidly;
I wanted to warn them, Run! --
Sunrise will assimilate you!
But, my heart held back words
They appeared content, trusting fate;
I could do no more than watch --
suddenly realizing Death
is full payment for Life
What was it I wished for
( while ignorant of sorrow )
as they plummeted...
#universe
#stars
#astronomy
#sacrifice
#RobertFrost
924 reads
18 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
29th Nov 2018 8:37pm
29th Nov 2018 8:37pm
Stars
( after Robert Frost )
I saw them once, at first light
glistening upon water --
drifting aimlessly, shooting ducks
ignorant of slaughter --
Their light-force dwindling rapidly;
I wanted to warn them, Run! --
Sunrise will assimilate you!
But, my heart held back words
They appeared content, trusting fate;
I could do no more than watch --
suddenly realizing Death
is full payment for Life
What was it I wished for
( while ignorant of sorrow )
as they plummeted...
I saw them once, at first light
glistening upon water --
drifting aimlessly, shooting ducks
ignorant of slaughter --
Their light-force dwindling rapidly;
I wanted to warn them, Run! --
Sunrise will assimilate you!
But, my heart held back words
They appeared content, trusting fate;
I could do no more than watch --
suddenly realizing Death
is full payment for Life
What was it I wished for
( while ignorant of sorrow )
as they plummeted...
#universe
#stars
#astronomy
#sacrifice
#RobertFrost
924 reads
18 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
29th Nov 2018 8:37pm
29th Nov 2018 8:37pm
Stars
( after Robert Frost )
I saw them once, at first light
glistening upon water --
drifting aimlessly, shooting ducks
ignorant of slaughter --
Their light-force dwindling rapidly;
I wanted to warn them, Run! --
Sunrise will assimilate you!
But, my heart held back words
They appeared content, trusting fate;
I could do no more than watch --
suddenly realizing Death
is full payment for Life
What was it I wished for
( while ignorant of sorrow )
as they plummeted...
I saw them once, at first light
glistening upon water --
drifting aimlessly, shooting ducks
ignorant of slaughter --
Their light-force dwindling rapidly;
I wanted to warn them, Run! --
Sunrise will assimilate you!
But, my heart held back words
They appeared content, trusting fate;
I could do no more than watch --
suddenly realizing Death
is full payment for Life
What was it I wished for
( while ignorant of sorrow )
as they plummeted...
#universe
#stars
#astronomy
#sacrifice
#RobertFrost
924 reads
18 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
29th Nov 2018 8:37pm
29th Nov 2018 8:37pm
Stars
( after Robert Frost )
I saw them once, at first light
glistening upon water --
drifting aimlessly, shooting ducks
ignorant of slaughter --
Their light-force dwindling rapidly;
I wanted to warn them, Run! --
Sunrise will assimilate you!
But, my heart held back words
They appeared content, trusting fate;
I could do no more than watch --
suddenly realizing Death
is full payment for Life
What was it I wished for
( while ignorant of sorrow )
as they plummeted...
I saw them once, at first light
glistening upon water --
drifting aimlessly, shooting ducks
ignorant of slaughter --
Their light-force dwindling rapidly;
I wanted to warn them, Run! --
Sunrise will assimilate you!
But, my heart held back words
They appeared content, trusting fate;
I could do no more than watch --
suddenly realizing Death
is full payment for Life
What was it I wished for
( while ignorant of sorrow )
as they plummeted...
#universe
#stars
#astronomy
#sacrifice
#RobertFrost
924 reads
18 Comments
Shinobi
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 5:02am
22nd Sep 2021 5:02am
Mama's Old Recipe
tangled in a spinning wheel
this yarn has been spun
shards from a kaleidoscope
cascading in the sun.
misty water-color memories,
of black velvet clouds
and Grandma's old recipe
shades of autumn flow
with whimsical thoughts
of cinnamon and almonds
the smell of charred hickory
and Grandma's old recipe
wild mountain honey drips
down the side of a cypress tree
cool spring waters dribbling
from a brook that's babbling
cedar chips tossed...
this yarn has been spun
shards from a kaleidoscope
cascading in the sun.
misty water-color memories,
of black velvet clouds
and Grandma's old recipe
shades of autumn flow
with whimsical thoughts
of cinnamon and almonds
the smell of charred hickory
and Grandma's old recipe
wild mountain honey drips
down the side of a cypress tree
cool spring waters dribbling
from a brook that's babbling
cedar chips tossed...
#kindness
#spiritual
#humankind
#nostalgia
#RobertFrost
290 reads
1 Comment
Shinobi
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 5:02am
22nd Sep 2021 5:02am
Mama's Old Recipe
tangled in a spinning wheel
this yarn has been spun
shards from a kaleidoscope
cascading in the sun.
misty water-color memories,
of black velvet clouds
and Grandma's old recipe
shades of autumn flow
with whimsical thoughts
of cinnamon and almonds
the smell of charred hickory
and Grandma's old recipe
wild mountain honey drips
down the side of a cypress tree
cool spring waters dribbling
from a brook that's babbling
cedar chips tossed...
this yarn has been spun
shards from a kaleidoscope
cascading in the sun.
misty water-color memories,
of black velvet clouds
and Grandma's old recipe
shades of autumn flow
with whimsical thoughts
of cinnamon and almonds
the smell of charred hickory
and Grandma's old recipe
wild mountain honey drips
down the side of a cypress tree
cool spring waters dribbling
from a brook that's babbling
cedar chips tossed...
#kindness
#spiritual
#humankind
#nostalgia
#RobertFrost
290 reads
1 Comment
Shinobi
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 5:02am
22nd Sep 2021 5:02am
Mama's Old Recipe
tangled in a spinning wheel
this yarn has been spun
shards from a kaleidoscope
cascading in the sun.
misty water-color memories,
of black velvet clouds
and Grandma's old recipe
shades of autumn flow
with whimsical thoughts
of cinnamon and almonds
the smell of charred hickory
and Grandma's old recipe
wild mountain honey drips
down the side of a cypress tree
cool spring waters dribbling
from a brook that's babbling
cedar chips tossed...
this yarn has been spun
shards from a kaleidoscope
cascading in the sun.
misty water-color memories,
of black velvet clouds
and Grandma's old recipe
shades of autumn flow
with whimsical thoughts
of cinnamon and almonds
the smell of charred hickory
and Grandma's old recipe
wild mountain honey drips
down the side of a cypress tree
cool spring waters dribbling
from a brook that's babbling
cedar chips tossed...
#kindness
#spiritual
#humankind
#nostalgia
#RobertFrost
290 reads
1 Comment
Shinobi
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 5:02am
22nd Sep 2021 5:02am
Mama's Old Recipe
tangled in a spinning wheel
this yarn has been spun
shards from a kaleidoscope
cascading in the sun.
misty water-color memories,
of black velvet clouds
and Grandma's old recipe
shades of autumn flow
with whimsical thoughts
of cinnamon and almonds
the smell of charred hickory
and Grandma's old recipe
wild mountain honey drips
down the side of a cypress tree
cool spring waters dribbling
from a brook that's babbling
cedar chips tossed...
this yarn has been spun
shards from a kaleidoscope
cascading in the sun.
misty water-color memories,
of black velvet clouds
and Grandma's old recipe
shades of autumn flow
with whimsical thoughts
of cinnamon and almonds
the smell of charred hickory
and Grandma's old recipe
wild mountain honey drips
down the side of a cypress tree
cool spring waters dribbling
from a brook that's babbling
cedar chips tossed...
#kindness
#spiritual
#humankind
#nostalgia
#RobertFrost
290 reads
1 Comment
Shinobi
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2021 5:02am
22nd Sep 2021 5:02am
Mama's Old Recipe
tangled in a spinning wheel
this yarn has been spun
shards from a kaleidoscope
cascading in the sun.
misty water-color memories,
of black velvet clouds
and Grandma's old recipe
shades of autumn flow
with whimsical thoughts
of cinnamon and almonds
the smell of charred hickory
and Grandma's old recipe
wild mountain honey drips
down the side of a cypress tree
cool spring waters dribbling
from a brook that's babbling
cedar chips tossed...
this yarn has been spun
shards from a kaleidoscope
cascading in the sun.
misty water-color memories,
of black velvet clouds
and Grandma's old recipe
shades of autumn flow
with whimsical thoughts
of cinnamon and almonds
the smell of charred hickory
and Grandma's old recipe
wild mountain honey drips
down the side of a cypress tree
cool spring waters dribbling
from a brook that's babbling
cedar chips tossed...
#kindness
#spiritual
#humankind
#nostalgia
#RobertFrost
290 reads
1 Comment
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