What Poetry Moved You?

[TeddyCross]

The Road Not Taken

By Robert Frost

 

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

 

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

 

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

 

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

Edited 15 hours ago by TeddyCross
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[kjyo]

in my random random clicking i found someone who had a private venting wall.

there she posted of her heart aches, problems, hopes, stories, etc. i assume she does this more for her therapy than anything,

you could feel the chaos and rage in her entries; but also a semblance of vers libre.