Perseverance

We packed memories at start of day
no receipts to take them back
our car bounced off along its way
we'll tarry along its gravel track

the trodden path, we ignore and pass
each and every time, we've faced removal
they carry themselves like tempered glass
and charge themselves with the world's approval

tumbleweeds and doubts circle around us
carrying on with their indifference
we'll brace ourselves, push back our shoulders
and that has made all the difference

I wrote this poem for Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #126 at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. Nolcha asks us to do the following:

  • ComposeΒ a poem that includesΒ at leastΒ 1-2 linesΒ fromΒ Robert Frost’sΒ β€˜The Road Not Taken’ poem:

β€˜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 Iβ€”
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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