Stopping in the Woods on a Snowy Evening

Written by: Stephen Parker

Impromptu night journey into snowy 
wood
Face laced with scarf; head covered 
by hood
Sturdy mare blanketed; each foot 
shod with stud
A swift nod, gentle tap instinctively 
understood
Gallant mare plows forward 
furrowing ice and mud
Chilled air quickens my pulse; 
thickens my blood

The howling wind around the 
swiveling sleigh doth whirl
Into onrushing faces stinging, icy 
pellets hurl
Along path's edges glistening trees 
their mast's twirl
O'er head stalking raven's 
patronizing wings unfurl
The chortling wind, raven screeches; 
my head hairs curl
Around the bend, loomed the 
cottage of stately earl

I gathered the reins the careening 
sleigh to abruptly turn
Acclimatized mare already my 
studied thoughts did discern
Onto the swept, manicured lane 
hopeful feet did churn
Beckoning lamp on distant doorstep 
did intently burn
Already alerted, spry earl awaited 
our intentions to learn
On arrival, our tired petition, lowly 
station did not spurn




Inspired by Robert Frost's:
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy 
Evening