The woods are lovely, dark and deep
This secluded dirt road reminds me of the lovely poem by Robert Frost...
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know,
His house is in the village though.
He will not see me stopping here,
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer,
To stop without a farmhouse near,
Between the woods and frozen lake,
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake,
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep,
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
-- Robert Frost
7 responses
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Michael Ball gave props (9 Nov 2009):
WOW!! This is an awesome shot Patty!!! Great poem!
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Mike Olbinski gave props (9 Nov 2009):
Patty, I love it! Amazing shot, great poem.
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david ong gave props (9 Nov 2009):
beautiful poem!!! love this image too, amazing light and shadow!
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Litz Go gave props (9 Nov 2009):
this image is fantastici. great choice to have it in b&w. I love poetry. Thank you for posting this poem, too!
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John Linton gave props (10 Nov 2009):
Fantastic entry.
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Latrenia Bryant gave props (10 Nov 2009):
Great shot ..great words :)
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Seth Deibel gave props (10 Nov 2009):
Thought the shot was cool, then read to poem. Nice!
