Your favorite haunts may call to me as well,
To take a late walk down a garden path,
And maybe stop and sit there for a spell,
Ponder the best road and its aftermath,
Then mend a wall (or be glad that it fell.)
I’d stop by woods upon a snowy night,
Build a fire and compare it to the ice,
Or smell apples I can’t rub from my sight.
Swinging on birches would be rather nice,
If then your muse would stop by and alight.
© Susan Joy Clark 2021
This was in response to dVerse’s challenge to write a poem to a poet.
Perfectly written.
*applauds*
-David
🙂
The style is really spot-on. I love how the muse will join you by the fire and just how much nature can be non-stop muse to all of us.
🙂 <3
I enjoyed the musical lilt to your words as I read this <3
Thank you, Sunra. 🙂
Superb – what a brilliant reference line re fire and ice
Thank you, Laura. 🙂
This is lovely: it really has the lilt and flow of Frost’s poetry. I love these lines
‘Ponder the best road and its aftermath,
Then mend a wall (or be glad that it fell.)’
I’ve been thinking about ‘The road not taken’ a lot recently, and pondering its aftermath, so this resonates.
Thank you so much, Ingrid.
I’m sure Frost’s spirit still roams these places so if you go there he just might! Nice poem.
Thank you. 🙂
Mr. Frost would give this many stars … cheers.
🙂 That’s a nice thought.
Excellent piece here Susan. Love me some Bobby Frost!
Thank you so much. (I never heard anyone call me Bobby before, but he sounds like an old friend.) 🙂
Love how you made him alive with that story of walking the woods… snowy or yellow, that’s Robert Frost for me, but the one that made the strongest impression on me is Out Out…
Thank you, Bjorn. 🙂
Words cannot express just how beautiful this poem is! Bravo! đź’ťđź’ť
Thank you, Sanaa. You are very encouraging. 🙂
your poem carries his rhyme and rhythm, beautifully.
Thank you. 🙂
Aah, that was a joy to read.
Thank you so much.
I adore Robert Frost’s work and you’ve laced this wonderful tribute with so many allusions to his poems. Just beautifully done….I feel as if I’ve taken a walk with you through his scenes and countryside.