Approaching Autumn 

My sorrow, when she’s here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.

-Robert Frost 

(Photo by A)


How Do You Define Poetry?

Image 1For my Children’s literature class we spent an entire week discussing poetry. It was really the first time I had discussed poetry on that type of level since I had started writing it. It, like the rest of the class, was eye opening. Poetry can be expressed and utilized in more ways than I had previously considered. It can be used to teach children to write, express themselves and to learn a new language.

I may be in the minority but I always saw poetry as this “grand” work. Now more than ever I see it as an expression of emotion that anyone and everyone is capable of making.

One of the questions we were asked to end the section was how would we define poetry?

“Poetry is a window to the soul of the poet”

“Poetry offers readers the opportunity to explore emotions, ideas and the extraordinary use of language”

“Poetry is the best words in the best order”

The definition I connect to most is that of Robert Frost,

A Poem Begins in Delight and Ends in Wisdom.

How Do You Define Poetry?

Taking a Different Route for the New Year

Frost; Road Not Taken

My birthday happens to fall on the final day of the year; it is a great time for me to enjoy the successes I have achieved over the past twelve months. The last year has been a very important one for me, but I cannot simply enjoy what I have done because there is so much left for me to do. I am energized, excited and ready to attack the new year with my writing.

The following is a response poem to Robert Frost’s Road Not Taken to describe my path for 2013:

Does it only happen once

Will I really only get one, single


I will not, cannot, believe it.

Each day I will look down both of those paths,

I will contemplate them, stare them down.

Each day I will make the choice.

It may not be the best choice,

It may be the easy choice, 

It could be the worst choice,

But I will try again.

I do know how it will end,

It will be my own path,

A path no one else dared to wonder down,


It will make all the difference.