As I head back to SLO today, I’m thinking that sometimes transparency can be a good thing. I wrote the second poem here a little bit ago to play with a new style and in honor of World Suicide Prevention Day which is September 10th; for the love of poetry, I’ve included one of my favorite Robert Frost poems too.
Remember to treat yourself like someone you love this week, happy Tuesday everyone. Here’s what I’ve got for you.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening– Robert Frost
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.
The sadness can’t even
it just sits
It leaves me empty and desperate
to help me up
For the loneliness, it’s cruel
to want ignorance
Tell me why broken
dreams make a home
out of me,
leave me lonely
and too tired
to keep this up
on my own;
I can’t bear
it never stopped,
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