Sidney Beck Poet Narrative

A Non - Frost Approach To Life

A   NON - FROST  APPROACH   TO   LIFE


Four  roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And I’m sorry, but  to  decide I was loth.
As  just a lone traveller, long I stood
And looked around for another which could 
Lead me out of  the undergrowth. 


But all that morning equally lay 
In leaves no step had trodden black. 
Oh, I took the other and went the other way! 
And knowing how confused I felt, I’d say
I would never want to go  back.


I shall be telling this probably feeling high 
Somewhere where woods are less dense: 
Four  roads diverged in a wood, and I-- 
I just gave up and  went back by-and-by, 
And in the end  it all made no difference.

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Carrie Richards May 28, 2011 at 3:15 PM Frost would be smiling!! And so am I !! :)

Destiny Budd May 28, 2011 at 12:42 PM Haha. I like this a lot. That's also not a bad way to look at it. Nice parody? I suppose you would call it? Enjoyed. :)

Derrick Burton May 28, 2011 at 12:26 PM The poem was called: The Road Not Taken.

Derrick Burton May 28, 2011 at 12:24 PM This reminds me of a poem by Robert Frost. Enjoyed this read today. Have a good one.