Exceptional A parody of Frost classic poem. Stopping by the Woods on Autumn by RodG Rhyming Contest writing prompt entry

*Whose woods these are I think I know. They're entries in God's annual show. This Artist's flair, distinctive style Known since Creation long ago. Admiring all, I walk awhile Along this path, perhaps a mile, *Between the woods and frozen lake Across the bridge to Robert's Isle. But soon I'm asking what's awake, As bird song's scarce, limbs rarely shake. *The only other sound's the sweep Of leaves disturbed my boot heels make. *The woods are lovely, dark and deep. God's artistry does make me weep. In dreams I'll see them when I sleep. In dreams I'll see them when I sleep. Writing Prompt Please write a rhyming poem of 3 to 5 stanzas. Please rhyme at least every other line. Recognized Author Notes Artwork courtesy of Google images. *lines are borrowed from Frost poem below. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost - 1874-1963 Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of 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. This poem is in the public domain.

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