Short Less Traveled Poems

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I need that urge now to
fill me this spaces and somehow
I could say I am not alone
who walks the road less traveled on
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member The High Road, Less Traveled

No prints of feet up there on high road less traveled It is lonesome, but worth the hike. Sublime
Form: Cinquain

Premium Member The Hidden Series - Four

cob webs in all four corners of 
the ceiling, overwhelmed from 
"taking the road less traveled 
by" but just let me hide 
tonight.

Premium Member Me, my guitar and my dog

Towards the moon we headed
I opted for a road less traveled
The heart recognized its calling



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Form: Other

The Whispers of An Eagle

eagle's sweet whisper road less traveled in the woods lead me to safety Written By: Laura Loo Date Written: February 9, 2016
Form: Haiku


Premium Member Road Less Traveled

My plans for a road that's less traveled are looking a little unraveled; inflation is roaring and fuel costs are soaring... Yikes, six hundred bucks for the gravel!
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Times Divide

I stray
on purpose
my will
redeemed

When left
of center
to swim
upstream

Against
the grain
my future
hides

On roads
less traveled
past times
— divide

(The New Room: December, 2024)
Form: Rhyme

Quandary

A fork in the road One paved, one pebbled Which way should I go? A cane in one hand And holes in both shoes The one that is right Less traveled The one which is left Only by fools

Premium Member Autumn Drifter

Listen to poem:
meandering
hills and hillocks
the autumn orb
casts its golden glow
across paved paths

the ones less traveled
circumnavigating
childhood memories
borrowed backroads
in the sinews of my heart



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Captured

the trail less traveled
hides quick sand few will find
soft spot in the heart

^ feels a little like a trap and not something good

the trail less traveled
select few allowed to pass
soft spot in the heart

^work better, feels less negative
Form: Haiku

Premium Member 2028 -- Sounds Grate

Life without airliners
  return to a less traveled past
A mere delusion no more

Life without social media
  unthinkable?
No idle chimera in cyber-war

But I would never betray you!
  Winston Smith found
     ~ That no man's true-blue

Loring Park Lover

This open road, 
The one less traveled by
We explore. 

Those late night laughs,
And our kisses deserve applause. 

For this insight is rare, 
And you are balanced yet
but us both in conflict. 

The wildfire inside us 
both bringing Aphrodite
to the font of the line.

Robert Frost Revisited

The times are ugly, dark and deep,
all my promises I failed to keep;
and every night I could not sleep,
and every night I could not sleep.

So now I am telling it with a sigh
before bidding my final goodbye -
I, I took the less traveled road
that made no difference at all!
Form:

Trust In Him

(In reference to the LORD)

If your cup from Trouble is filled
to the rim
And, the road less-traveled appears
to be grim
Making for your chances of survival
appear to be slim
When you from TEMPTATION act on
a whim
Only to be left hanging, out on a
limb
Seek Ye the Lord, and Trust In Him
Form: Ode

The Road Less Traveled No More

The road less traveled, an ideal place.
If the road less traveled be.
But so many others have found this road,
It's no longer less traveled you see.

If you want to do something really profound.
If you'd like to heed the call.
The place where you'll find true satisfaction,
Won't have a road at all.
Form: Rhyme

Off The Map

I took the road less traveled to hear if a falling tree with no one around aside from me (yours truly) does make a sound but lost my way in the bewilderness veered far astray and for the life of me couldn't see the forest for the trees but if I could it would feel so good not a bump on a log nor lump on a stump as then I'd be out of the woods
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Dear Mother

"i shall be saying this with a sigh"
Robert Frost, the road less traveled



dear mother,

kiss me as you tuck me in at night

kiss me in the dark when i'm scared

hold me tight and kiss away my cold

dear mother,

when i grow up

i'll cherish every kiss you ever gave

and remember the ones i washed away




karen croft
give me a kiss, mommy
oct. 5,2011

Premium Member The Faith Road

There are only two roads of life
"I took the one less traveled by"
Upon this road there is less strife

There are only two roads of life
On the faith road there is no wildlife
'Pon the carnal road life can go awry

There are only two roads of life
"I took the one less traveled by"  

"I took the one less traveled by"
Direct quote: Robert Frost's poem
"The Road Not Taken"
Form: Triolet

Solitude

Through morning fog,
and mountain air,
a path less traveled
takes me there…
With new found strength,
where once was none,
as I climb high,
so does the sun.
In this secret, quiet,
hidden spot,
time reveals
what’s important...
- and what is not.
It doesn’t matter
what you’ve bought,
but it matters
what you’ve built.
If you make your
presence noticed,
then your absence 
will be felt…
 
 
Copyright © 2013
Form: Rhyme

Hurry Darling

Writing you a love letter
Making up a song
Missing you so very much
Darling don't be long

Thinking of your shining eyes
Your crazy little grin
When you breathe into my ear
The way I feel's a sin!

You reach for me again
And I lose all my will
Wrapped up in your arms
Gives me a fine chill

I'm writing to you darling
So hurry don't be late
Take the road less traveled
Cos I can hardly wait!
© Deb Wilson  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Paths

Paths..

We meander through the appearing paths of our days.  
Paths appear as other paths disappear.  
The path less traveled often offered as sage advice.  
Finding our own unique path is another prompt.  
And there are some stops suggesting our need for rest.  
So many paths with beaconing ends..and the clock ticking.  
Awaiting, apparently, a simple sign on some path some day:  
This is it..!!

The Winding Road

Fiery, striking tips painted
along a destination uncharted.
Staggering twists and turns -
tracing a path in the hillside -
snake-like in it's stretch.
A softly rolling landscape
following the winding trail.

A path less traveled -
hidden kismet in the shadows.
A journey burdened with turns
and twists. Narrow in sight
beyond the varied curves.
The bends eventually will arrest,
and lead me to your door.

Mbti Poem

ENTJ- Get out of my way
ISFJ- I don't make waves
ESFP- Everybody look at me
ESTJ- Do it right away
INFP- Unicorns are pretty
ESTP- I've got an STD
INFJ- Less traveled is the way
ESFJ- Is everything okay?
ENFP- unsafe at any speed
INTJ- delta squared over K
ENTP- Is tripping on LSD
ISTJ- The same thing every day
ISFP- I'm nice basically
INTP- sees things scientifically
ISTP- I think mechanically
ENFJ- Gives hugs everyday
Form: Rhyme

A New Year

May your coming year be a wondrous one.
Enter roads  with destinations unknown,
walk the paths less traveled.
Surprise yourself beyond belief and have
your heart unraveled.
A New Year for new experiences and also
new mistakes.
One with sad and happy tears, and laughter
until your belly aches.
Welcome them with open arms and embrace
them with a smile.
For all these events will become new memories,
and make your life worthwhile.
Form:

Premium Member Empathetic

"I shall be telling this with a sigh" Robert Frost, The Road Less Traveled. Mom took me to try on my first pair of contacts -back when the soft ones weren’t yet for sale. As I struggled to endure a feeling like stones burning in my eyes, I looked up to see my pain mirrored in Mom’s own face, wet with her tears. Written by Andrea Dietrich/around 2010 For "Give me a Kiss, Mommy" Poetry Contest by Constance ~ My Dear Heart ~
Form: Etheree

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