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hey bobby frost

with the stars

you say you
would not come in
you're a little afraid
of the dark

are you not
aquainted
with the land
without light

Orion says
get to it 
boy you got to
make it right

what about that
door of yours
the one without
a lock

what about that
path you took
the one without
a mark

you've got miles
and miles
to go dear
miles and miles

so don't fear
let the cat play the fiddle
for the secret
in the middle

hey, you
Bobby Frost
listen to my song
it won't be long now

before the sun breaks 
the wood wakes 
and shakes
the dark to dawn


Comments

  1. Irish GumboJanuary 25, 2011 at 6:05 PM

    Amen! Get to it, boy!

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  2. Brian MillerJanuary 25, 2011 at 6:51 PM

    this has got an incredible rhythm to it...can hear it beign sung for sure...

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  3. MarianJanuary 25, 2011 at 6:53 PM

    oh rene i love this, i love the winkly nursery rhymes and classics throughout. aw.

    (and hey. i wanted to tell you about a yummy prompt, here it is, check it out: http://bifocalunivision.blogspot.com/2011/01/monday-photo-prompt-12411.html)

    also i love the most recent incarnation of your home page. so pretty!

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  4. Vodka MomJanuary 25, 2011 at 10:02 PM

    you are so amazing.

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  5. JinksyJanuary 26, 2011 at 8:07 AM

    Sonds like the wood sprites are calling...

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  6. AndreasJanuary 26, 2011 at 11:10 AM

    this is just delightful!
    it makes me feel kind of "bubbly" inside.

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  7. Other MaryJanuary 26, 2011 at 2:05 PM

    Great take on the pic. I went with Frost too!

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  8. Kristen HaskellJanuary 26, 2011 at 3:11 PM

    I would love the hear that poem set to music. I am so ready for Spring!!!

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  9. KavitaJanuary 26, 2011 at 7:51 PM

    Woohoo!! Way to go, Rene!!
    Here's to fragrant dawns, to light springs and to all the good stuff!!!

    I love winters... but I sure loved your take on the Mag too!! Vivid and WOW!

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  10. Tumblewords:January 26, 2011 at 9:12 PM

    It sings with magic and mighty hopes. Really enjoyed this!

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  11. ReflectionsJanuary 26, 2011 at 11:18 PM

    Nice flow, songlike rhythms, singing of mystical mornings in the wood. Wonderfully written.

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  12. AnonymousJanuary 27, 2011 at 2:02 AM

    Yes, there's quite a musical rhythm here, reminiscent of Bob Dylan or Tom Petty.
    Rene,
    You've got many miles to go on that beautiful path of yours!

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  13. LauraJanuary 27, 2011 at 10:46 AM

    cannot go wrong with frost as an inspiration!

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  14. Tess KincaidJanuary 27, 2011 at 11:35 AM

    This is so upbeat and totally charming. Love.

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  15. hedgewitchJanuary 27, 2011 at 4:22 PM

    Like it--a nice tip of the hat, or possibly a bit of a shake, to the past and a point of it's own, with a fine concluding stanza to sew it all up.

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  16. Coloring Outside the LinesJanuary 27, 2011 at 5:01 PM

    I like this one- especially the ending.

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  17. UnknownJanuary 27, 2011 at 5:09 PM

    Thank you all! You are all amazing :)

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  18. Steve IsaakJanuary 27, 2011 at 5:13 PM

    Great, striking language and images, sparse line breaks = truly original work.

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  19. Sioux RoslawskiJanuary 27, 2011 at 9:25 PM

    I can see where the comments about the beat, the rhythm, the "like a song" quality of your Magpie come from. I loved Robert Frost making an appearance...

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  20. HelenJanuary 28, 2011 at 12:02 PM

    Wow Rene! This is wonderful ... I agree with Kristen, would make a wonderful song.

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  21. Fred MillerJanuary 29, 2011 at 10:44 AM

    Frost will always be one of my favorites.

    And I love how the last stanza echoes Psalm 108:2. The idea of the dawn awakening always makes me jump.

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  22. PearlJanuary 31, 2011 at 4:47 PM

    That was utterly fantastic!!

    Pearl

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