Dejan Stojanovic

Rookie - 18 Points (March 11,1959 / Pec, Kosovo (the former Yugoslavia))

Robert Frost - Poem by Dejan Stojanovic

There is a word on the crossroad
That marks the open road ahead;
There is a song coming from the dark woods
Of growing cities, no less dangerous;

There is a huge family riding on horses,
Travelling different roads,
Exploring and learning after
Why one was better than another.

A word sent to open the road
Makes that road a singing road;
The road, choosing the rider;
The song, becoming the ride.


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  • (2/11/2010 8:01:00 AM)


    A brilliant poem! keep writing! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 11, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 10, 2011


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