Back with another poem! Again with a brief explanation!
So I’m sure most people will have figured fairly quickly that the title ‘Less Travelled’ is a nod to a very famous poem by Robert Frost called The Road Not Taken.In the fourth and final stanza he writes:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
It’s a wonderful, albeit slighty sombre poem, depending how it’s read. It’s probably one of the first poems I ever read and I always come back to it, so I wanted to take it and write a little poem inspired by it, but using my own journey, or at least the 21 years of it. My life has been very strange and eventful, but whenever I’m low, I tell myself a mantra of sorts. It’s not really a mantra, it’s just me thinking DPH: Death, Prison, Happiness. The three paths that were definite at a point in my life, the only three paths I ever saw, the first two being more likely than the latter. My disbelief sometimes at where I am now, thanks to so many different people and things is presented in this poem Less Travelled. I hope you like it.
When he looked upon
The paths he had taken,
He remembered a time
When he was faced with three:
Signposting the possibilities of his life.
And as he had taken a step forward,
All became so viciously ugly and sinister
Happiness was alien and fragile and
Death and Prison were reaching out,
Trying to grip his arm,
With all their harsh strength
And pull him into their paths.
He trusted neither,
But could stay no longer in limbo,
After finding himself lost,
He arrived at the end of a path
He never knew was possible.