You Can't Silence the Great Voice!
Rain splatters on
my window, first breath
of fall this morning
sneaking down my back
as I walk my drenched feet,
along the river.
Rain the excuse I needed
on a Sunday--
to hide away
with morning tea,
Visiting my old friend Frost,
once again "Stopping by Woods
on a Snowy Evening,"
A poem I quote by memory
for the amusement
of friends,
Yet one I read so often
the page of my book
darkened by my fingers.
This magic a hundred
years old and I laugh,
A vision of Frost running
wildly in the netherworld,
arms flailing, notebook
in hand,
Death close behind,
but never able to throttle him with
that final touch of silence.
Frost's voice still singing,
still calling to me,
the little horse
shaking his bells,
miles to go,
miles to go before
I sleep......
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An ode to Sir Robert Frost. 😊
Isa..
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