April 11 2013

Poem #11 The Road Not Taken

The Road Not Taken  

by Robert Frost


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 

And sorry I could not travel both 

And be one traveler, long I stood 

And looked down one as far as I could 

To where it bent in the undergrowth; 

 

Then took the other, as just as fair, 

And having perhaps the better claim, 

Because it was grassy and wanted wear; 

Though as for that the passing there 

Had worn them really about the same, 

 

And both that morning equally lay 

In leaves no step had trodden black. 

Oh, I kept the first for another day! 

Yet knowing how way leads on to way, 

I doubted if I should ever come back. 

 

I shall be telling this with a sigh 

Somewhere ages and ages hence: 

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I– 

I took the one less traveled by, 

And that has made all the difference.

 

 

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What is your “road not taken”?

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Posted April 11, 2013 by Ms. Haseltine in category National Poetry Month

2 thoughts on “Poem #11 The Road Not Taken

  1. Rebekah

    That is a great poem! I love it. here’s mine:

    I went to go walk down the beach
    but witch side should i walk?

    not another person or step lay on the left side full with sea shells
    and not a step or people on the right

    I took the one to the left
    it was great to be the only person walking on the beach and the first
    it was peaceful

    I collected a lot of great sea shells
    that was the only difference to the right side vs. the left.

    Was this the right way to right the poem??????!!!!

  2. Paravi

    I know there are many
    Choices to make
    But my road not taken
    is left yet to take
    I can think very hard
    But the right choice to choose
    Is often never
    In front of you
    I have time to relax
    Lean back and enjoy
    Before the time comes
    When I have no excuse anymore
    I cannot run away
    From the horrible truth
    And for this to be easy
    It couldn’t be true
    My dreams and my education
    Which one comes first
    Education of course but what if worst comes to worst
    Well, now I have time
    Which not many people have
    So before the time comes, I’ll just be glad.

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