The Clarity Of Robert Frost
With ancient tongue the words he sung were crystal clear
Nature's bliss as a lover's kiss ever near
Wisdom of the ages written on his pages
In his book take a look you fools and sages
The highest poet of his generation
A step above the ground towards salvation
Where is the lesson he so grandly displayed
As a rotted Oak poetry has decayed
With images obtuse the reader is lost
That was not the way of Robert Frost
A master of control he touches the soul
Connects the heart as part of the greater whole
There is movement an ever flowing stream
An awakening, a capturing of the dream
Today us poets are a miserable lot
Meaningless mantras so quickly forgot
With all our style we cannot conjure a smile
As the morning mist it shall pass in a while
The circle turns, one learns, to be complete
Humbly I lay these words before your feet
I am a knight grand on a sacred quest
To inspire, to light a fire, to be the best
I look behind to find the way ahead
It is time to act enough of this dread
Farewell to these poems of ghastly cost
I seek the clarity of Robert Frost
The Clarity Of Robert Frost is from Polished Fragments. You will enjoy my other books as well.
