Stopping By a Woods With Sincerest Apology To Robert Frost
Become a
Premium Member
and post notes and photos about your poem like L Milton Hankins.
This poem was written to be used as an example of a parody for those entering my contest PARODY OF A FAMOUS POEM.
I think I know whose woods these are
He lives across from me, not very far.
He will not care I've stopped here to pee
Snow is drifting to the fenders of my car.
My old mobile idles sluggish in the cold
Wondering, I guess, why I'd be so bold
To stop without a gas pump near
Between icy road and ditch I've rolled.
The other sound I hear is distant chain
An eighteen-wheeler chugging down the lane
The woods are growing darker so fast
I haven't much time, but no longer in pain.
The road becomes more treacherous by the minute
I have a crucial, pending vote in the U. S. Senate
I have no choice; I am pledged to cast it,
I have no choice; I am pledged to cast it.
HONORABLE WINNER
Poetry Contest by Kaye
All Poetry
July 31, 2021
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment