CD: October

Carpe Diem's Distillation #4 

Robert Frost's "October" 

We are to write a haiku based on Robert Frost's "October" which can be found here.

october ~

slowly leave us

breathless 

First Loved Poem

A Toad's Favorite Poem

We were asked to post our favorite poem by the lovely Imaginary Garden With Real Toads.

Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

Robert Frost (1923)

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.