In my continuing series of famous poems loved by the BBC’s listeners and ruined by me we reach Robert Frost and The Road Not Taken. I have also utilized Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt
Two Roads
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
For years I never gave it thought
Until the day when alone I stood
And, like dawn at last, I understood
That was the way I’d always sought.
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It curved and fell amongst the hills
A twisted spine, a placid stream
A way for good, a path to ills
A vein of calm, a ride for thrills
Of hope and fear, an undreamt dream.
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Its end, just then, like mine, unknown
My eye it sought, yet never found;
Youth, like corn in tilled soil sown
Wishes itself already grown,
Free of the wait to which it’s bound.
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I chose that road, it’s mine to follow,
Each step reveals what before was hid.
Everyone was once so callow
Yet walk we must our pride to swallow
Since without, we may as well be dead.
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The way will change, at times we’re lost
Horizons crossed, our future shown;
It’s there for us, our guiding host
Pointing us to that final coast
Where we’ll depart, our time here gone.
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And what if we have never taken
That road that was till then less traveled?
What future would we have forsaken,
From what dreams would we not awaken?
What riddle would have remained unraveled?
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It is not for us to see the way
Our lives might go before we choose,
So in the sun, let’s make our hay
And dodge the storms as best we may
And walk that path wherever it leads.
Lovely 😊 Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks Sebby. I hope I haven’t ruined the enjoyment for those who love zfrost
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Great use of the prompt! And your little poeticky thing too!!!
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Ah now sometimes it’s serendipity and sometimes it’s just dipity…
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😊
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This is very good, Geoff. Sharing.
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Thanks Robbie. Frost captures something that I enjoy so I hoped to emulate that, maybe a little.
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One of my favorites! ❤
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Mine or the original!
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The original, but I did enjoy your version. ☺️
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Ah me… Well that’s understood!!
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LOL! Your writing is brilliant. You should never worry about that. 😀 Merry Christmas. ❤
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Wow, that was deep, Geoff. Yes, we cannot compare the ways. Such a variety to choose from but whatever way we choose will have its magical fireworks, meadows, and deep valleys. Fantastic poem, Geoff!
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Thank you Erika. I’ve always enjoyed the subtleties in Frost so if I’ve achieved any of that I’m gratified
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You did absolutely wonderful, Geoff. Frost or not, this was very good!
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Oh golly gosh! That was pretty good! Quite deep and philosophical and everything……. I’ve not always loved the Frost poem, thinking it too full of regret, too ‘the grass is greener’ yours is far more reflective and appreciative, the penultimate verse says it all really. Good job sir!!
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Thank you Pauline. I try, with each of these rewrites to reflect the original in someway but then allow the theme to develop as I write. Not sure it always works but yes this is a start. Needs polish of course! Btw, I’ve decided to pull together some poetry and publish it next year.
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That is a wonderful thing to hear!
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Three cheers for a book of poetry! And you already have a title: “Famous Poems Loved by BBC Listeners and Ruined by Me.” ;-D
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Thanks Jennifer. You don’t think that’s bogging my role a little?
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Good point. Maybe just as a working title.
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The first poem I ever memorized! As writers, the path not taken can inspire alternate realities for at least one of our multi-personalities.
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Love it Geoff
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Thanks Willow
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Pleasure 💜
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