The high road

[Cross-7]

Lots of dumb **** and stirring the pot

 

[Bigfoot]

The road less traveled is the hardest path to walk.

 

[TennesseeTuxedo]

Road Less Traveled. Good book.

 

[Bigfoot]

Road Less Traveled. Good book.

Was it a poem, or a book? I never did the reading assignments when I was in school.

 

[TennesseeTuxedo]

Road Less Traveled. Good book.

Was it a poem, or a book? I never did the reading assignments when I was in school.

I'm familiar with the book.

 

[Bright Raven]

Road Less Traveled. Good book.

Was it a poem, or a book? I never did the reading assignments when I was in school.

Appears in a poem 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.

 

[HDRider]

Although the name of that is "The Road Not Taken"

I like "When you come to a fork in the road, take it."

 

[Bright Raven]

Although the name of that is "The Road Not Taken"

I like "When you come to a fork in the road, take it."

There may also be a book called The High Road but the poem is what came to my mind.

 

[Bigfoot]

Little known facts about Bigfoot--------I write poetry.

 

[J&D Cattle]

Little known facts about Bigfoot--------I write poetry.

Give us a sample. I used to enjoy reading some poetry but haven't for years.

 

[Bright Raven]

Is poetry a dying art form?

It was taught in elementary school back in the day. Not much during my son's generation.

 

[Bigfoot]

Is poetry a dying art form?

It was taught in elementary school back in the day. Not much during my son's generation.

I beilive that modernocity (made that word up) is quelching man's creative spirit

 

[Bigfoot]

Little known facts about Bigfoot--------I write poetry.

Give us a sample. I used to enjoy reading some poetry but haven't for years.

Pretty sure I've posted this one before

I had retired an old rope horse. He wasn't completely played out, but I had several colts going, and I wanted to finish them. My youngest daughter wanted to start roping, so I got him out one afternoon, and passed him on to her


He looked at the tack with an inquisitive eye
Kinda stood back today, must have been shy

Two long years he'd been kicked out on grass
After today there'd be no more free pass

The pad, the bit, they'd lost their familiar smell
Would he remember the routine, only time would tell

Front gert, then back all screwed down tight
Took that old chain bit like he'd done all his life

Left foot in the stirrup, leg up an over, then hunt for the right
Never a step, he wasn't even tight

Retirement is over, there is a new job to do
A little red headed girl has plans for you

When the buckles she's won are tarnished and green
They'll still shine bright in an old man's dreams.

 

[TexasBred]

Is poetry a dying art form?

It was taught in elementary school back in the day. Not much during my son's generation.

Hardly ever seen any good poetry on restroom walls anymore.

 

[J&D Cattle]

Little known facts about Bigfoot--------I write poetry.

Give us a sample. I used to enjoy reading some poetry but haven't for years.

Pretty sure I've posted this one before

I had retired an old rope horse. He wasn't completely played out, but I had several colts going, and I wanted to finish them. My youngest daughter wanted to start roping, so I got him out one afternoon, and passed him on to her


He looked at the tack with an inquisitive eye
Kinda stood back today, must have been shy

Two long years he'd been kicked out on grass
After today there'd be no more free pass

The pad, the bit, they'd lost their familiar smell
Would he remember the routine, only time would tell

Front gert, then back all screwed down tight
Took that old chain bit like he'd done all his life

Left foot in the stirrup, leg up an over, then hunt for the right
Never a step, he wasn't even tight

Retirement is over, there is a new job to do
A little red headed girl has plans for you

When the buckles she's won are tarnished and green
They'll still shine bright in an old man's dreams.

After I read it it rang a bell, I liked it then and like it now. Thanks for sharing.

 

[Farm Fence Solutions]

Little known facts about Bigfoot--------I write poetry.

Give us a sample. I used to enjoy reading some poetry but haven't for years.

Pretty sure I've posted this one before

I had retired an old rope horse. He wasn't completely played out, but I had several colts going, and I wanted to finish them. My youngest daughter wanted to start roping, so I got him out one afternoon, and passed him on to her


He looked at the tack with an inquisitive eye
Kinda stood back today, must have been shy

Two long years he'd been kicked out on grass
After today there'd be no more free pass

The pad, the bit, they'd lost their familiar smell
Would he remember the routine, only time would tell

Front gert, then back all screwed down tight
Took that old chain bit like he'd done all his life

Left foot in the stirrup, leg up an over, then hunt for the right
Never a step, he wasn't even tight

Retirement is over, there is a new job to do
A little red headed girl has plans for you

When the buckles she's won are tarnished and green
They'll still shine bright in an old man's dreams.

Love it!

 

[Farm Fence Solutions]

My daughter and I took the road less traveled on Monday. We should have either taken the high road, or sprayed for chiggers. Ate us both. We also stumbled on a pair of teenaged lovers who had escaped the supervision of family. Luckily Kate couldn't see over the weeds. As bad as our legs are eaten up, I wonder how the lovers are feeling today. LOL

 

[dun]

I'm more of the limerick type

 

[greybeard]

I'm more of the limerick type

Barnacle Bill...Is that you?

 

[Farm Fence Solutions]

I'm more of the limerick type

Barnacle Bill...Is that you?

"What if we should have a boy?" said the fair young maiden. :lol: