Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts

Friday, November 25, 2011

Words, I am the One

Over the years, I've used words to express myself, so here are two poems I've written that express many things:
Words

by Sebastian Barrett St.Troy

Words, spoken, written, heard, read.
I find the written word easier to understand.
Words spoken have diffent meanings,
both to speaker and listener.
People should think more before speaking
for a word spoken can cause such joy/pain.
I prefer the written word,
but there is life in the spoken.


I am the One
by Sebastian Barrett St.Troy

People, pain, pleasure, excitement,
joy, loneliness, fear, hope.
I see people looking for something
to make them feel needed, important, loved.
I hear people say, "you must first love yourself
before you can love another."
Do these people know how to love themselves?
Perhaps they need someone to love them for them,
to teach them to accept and love themselves.
It seems that most of us don't take the time
to accept others different from ourselves.
Perhaps if we took the time
the world would be a better place.
The people more accepting, friendly
and filled with love for themselves and others.
I am the one to start.
Most good things only take one person to start
and one act of kindness sparks another.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

A Poem can change your Life Path

A Poem Can Change Your Life Path.

Today, after a rather exhausting day of working with a dear friend on her landscaping, I arrived home and checked email.  One thing led to another and a moment later I was reminded of a poem that changed my views some many years ago.  The poem was given to me on a plaque by an old boyfriend.  I'm grateful for the gift he gave, as it has indeed "made all the difference."  Now I want to share that poem.  It's by Robert Frost and is shared from the Poetry Foundation.

By taking the road "less traveled by" my path took me to many places, introduced me to many people, taught me many lessons, and encouraged growth, insight, and knowledge.  I am who I am today because of the path I chose and even though I acknowledge that I am a bit to handle, I love who I have become, as I am one of a kind.  Thank you Robert Frost for the poem.

The Road Not Taken

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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POETRobert Frost 1874–1963

POET’S REGIONU.S., New England

POETIC TERMSRhymed Stanza