The goal of NaPoWriMo is to write 30 poems in 30 days (the month of April). I will attempt to either write a poem or share a favorite of mine several days a week, not everyday. I really love good poetry, and I don’t invest nearly enough time into it. NaPoWriMo will provide me a nice kick start to diving back in.
Here is a classic by Robert Frost called Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening. For me, this poem creates beautiful imagery and reads without strain. Also, it’s about New England so that’s always a perk. Enjoy:
Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village though;He will not see me stopping hereTo watch his woods fill up with snow.My little horse must think it queerTo stop without a farmhouse nearBetween the woods and frozen lakeThe darkest evening of the year.He gives his harness bells a shakeTo ask if there is some mistake.The only other sound’s the sweepOf 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.