Karl Stuart Kline
Karl Stuart Kline Poems
(2.2) Waking With Robert Frost (Written 9/11/2001 - 7am)
I woke up with Robert Frost this morning...
with sweep of wind and downy flake
I woke and I could see without warning
His Woods as his little horse gave his head a shake...
The road less taken has brought me here
To where I’ve stopped without a farmhouse near
Meditating on what has brought me to this queer
Circumstance and I pause in solitary fear,
Thinking back to words unsaid and deeds undone
Realising that I am fortunate that they are few...
I can see that my Self is greater than the sum
Of my parts, even though I still have much to do
How do you leave your love?
Twinned, as it seems, since birth
The spirit has left the flesh
And its' vessel is returned to earth.
You can never leave your love,
For that spirit is there to stay,
You might in time find another,
But wonder if you'll rue the day...