Poetic challenge using Frost's 'Stopping by Woods...", same format, your own story Options

[Cleo_Serapis]

Hi all,

Based on Mary's thread in here Karnak Critiquing Robert Frost, I've been inspired to throw out a challenge.

Taking Frost's poem below, create your own using the same end words and format as his. The words are: know, though, here, snow / queer, near, lake, year / shake, mistake, sweep, flake / deep, keep, sleep, sleep.

Good luck!
~Cleo

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening


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.

Robert Frost, 1922

[Alan]

Dear Lori,

Not exactly what you asked for, I will return to this, but a challenge answer I posted elsewhere a few days ago, which I think might amuse :

FROSTED FERTILISER

The countryside glistens with Frost
who'd chanced upon my woods, quite lost
and thinks I know not what he sees
as winter steams with horse-exhaust

No sound disturbs the morning air
nor track is seen of his sleigh-chair
but I know where to place my scoop
to gather his pony's "hot air"

The world's covered in snow today
that does not mean I can delay
the fertilising of rose bush
despite deep winter's death-display

The room feels comfortable and warm
I glow - roses come to no harm
I know there is more need of scoop
I know there is more need of scoop

Alan McAlpine Douglas