Robert Frost

I Will Sing You One O Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ It was long I layAwake that nightWishing that nightWould name the hourAnd tell me whetherTo call it day(Though not yet light)And give up sleep. The snow fell deepWith the hiss of spray;Two winds would meet,One down one street,One down another,And fight in a smotherOf … Read more…

Leaves Compared With Flowers Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ A tree’s leaves may be ever so good,So may its bar, so may its wood;But unless you put the right thing to its rootIt never will show much flower or fruit. But I may be one who does not careEver to have tree bloom or bear. … Read more…

Locked Out Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ As told to a child When we locked up the house at night,We always locked the flowers outsideAnd cut them off from window light. The time I dreamed the door was triedAnd brushed with buttons upon sleeves,The flowers were out there with the thieves. Yet nobody molested them!We … Read more…

Lodged Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ The rain to the wind said,‘You push and I’ll pelt.‘They so smote the garden bedThat the flowers actually knelt,And lay lodged–though not dead. I know how the flowers felt. _______________________________________________________________________________________ Robert Frost – Wikipedia Robert Frost – Poet | Academy of American Poets Buy Robert Frost at Amazon Buy … Read more…

Looking For a Sunset Bird in Winter Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ The west was getting out of gold,The breath of air had died of cold,When shoeing home across the white,I thought I saw a bird alight. In summer when I passed the placeI had to stop and lift my face;A bird with an angelic … Read more…

Love and a Question Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ A stranger came to the door at eve, And he spoke the bridegroom fair. He bore a green-white stick in his hand, And, for all burden, care. He asked with the eyes more than the lips For a shelter for the night, And he turned and … Read more…

Maple Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ Her teacher’s certainty it must be MabelMade Maple first take notice of her name. She asked her father and he told her, “Maple?Maple is right.““But teacher told the schoolThere’s no such name.““Teachers don’t know as muchAs fathers about children, you tell teacher. You tell her that it’s M-A-P-L-E. You … Read more…

Meeting and Passing Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ As I went down the hill along the wallThere was a gate I had leaned at for the viewAnd had just turned from when I first saw youAs you came up the hill. We met. But allWe did that day was mingle great and smallFootprints in summer … Read more…

Misgiving Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ All crying, ‘We will go with you, O Wind!’The foliage follow him, leaf and stem;But a sleep oppresses them as they go,And they end by bidding them as they go,And they end by bidding him stay with them. Since ever they flung abroad in springThe leaves had promised themselves … Read more…

Mowing Poem  ………………. by Robert Frost _______________________________________________________________________________________ There was never a sound beside the wood but one,And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. What was it it whispered? I knew not well myself;Perhaps it was something about the heat of the sun,Something, perhaps, about the lack of sound–And that was why it whispered … Read more…