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Lodged

                      The rain to the wind said,
                         ‘You push and I’ll pelt.’
                   They so smote the garden bed
                   That the flowers actually knelt,
                  And lay lodged–though not dead. 9 more words

Art

Two Roads Diverge in a Yellow Wood

That above is the thing I remember from junior high school and since then I never stop thinking every single day with a series of question mostly ‘what if’s’ and ‘If I did that then’. 188 more words

Happiness

One of my favorite poets

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought

And the thought has found words.

—Robert Frost

Poetry

Rosie Steels #10

Previously on Rosie Steels: I leave, plucking rose thorns from my jeans. I don’t notice Adam following me until he calls my name.

“What the fuck were you doing in my bushes, Steels?” 396 more words

Rosie Steels

"It Goes On"

Robert Frost said “I can sum up life in three simple words, it goes on.”  I adore Robert Frost.  I would say he’s my favourite poet.  156 more words

Life