It is icy, wet, dark and cold
As the engine roars down the slippery road
The canopy
And the cacophony
Blur to reveal
A Beacon
To only mark
The turn of the road
In yet another direction
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This reads much like Robert Frost's "Road not taken". The photograph and poem together are quite evocative.
1 comment:
This reads much like Robert Frost's "Road not taken". The photograph and poem together are quite evocative.
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