The one less traveled

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 I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

One Road Taken

BY Amanda the Nomad

Two roads diverged in a busy place,

And stressed was I to choose one;

But having only one life to face

I packed my bags and made a pace

To find some fun or be undone

And here I write the tale to prove it.

Two steps it took to separate

The old life's lies and things and shit

That I had hoarded (just a bit);

And unprogram norms I'd learned of late

For wants and needs and a "normal" mode

Until my brain was somewhat mended.

So traveled I along the road,

Just me and Ava in the RV with a toad

Toward two years of travel...maybe extended?

So here we are now, so very high,

On a too small turnout o'erlooking some dam,

Because two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And now I don't know where the fuck I am!

#poetry #swearing #getting-banned