Sunday, October 12, 2008

A Path That Makes All The Difference, For Robert Frost



After market crashed,
I walked path out back my home
-golden leaves of Fall.


Copyright 2008
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13 comments:

  1. SandyCarlsonOctober 12, 2008 at 9:54 PM

    Amen, brother. There is always that. And it makes light of the market, to be sure.

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  2. AnonymousOctober 12, 2008 at 11:21 PM

    That's one gold the market can't take away!

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  3. Gemma Wiseman aka Pamela AdamsOctober 13, 2008 at 3:51 AM

    That's one gold NO ONE can ever take from anyone who chooses to see this beauty!

    Great parallel!

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  4. anthonynorthOctober 13, 2008 at 3:59 AM

    A place of beauty amid chaos.

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  5. Tumblewords:October 13, 2008 at 2:22 PM

    Ah, such peace here amid the craziness of daily 'stuff'....

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  6. AnonymousOctober 13, 2008 at 3:49 PM

    That always works for me, too. A very timely entry this week.

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  7. JimOctober 13, 2008 at 4:22 PM

    "Nothing gold can stay"

    A nice poem, those leaves remind us that the market will crash.
    Winter will do in even these golden leaves.
    ..

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  8. AnonymousOctober 13, 2008 at 11:02 PM

    I like it. The market gold may crash but natures gold will be there to cheer us.

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  9. spacedlawOctober 14, 2008 at 5:47 AM

    Melancholy but glorious path nevertheless. No crash will ever take that kind of beauty away (not that it helps putting bread on the table, but still)

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  10. Patois42October 15, 2008 at 1:25 AM

    Darn it! Why didn't I think to put my money in gold?

    Your poem reminds me of what is truly of value.

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  11. Beth P.October 17, 2008 at 12:48 AM

    'What is real can never be threatened!'

    Thank you for this poem--

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  12. DeLiOctober 17, 2008 at 4:52 AM

    i can imagine how lovely the gold leaves turned to be

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  13. JoyceOctober 19, 2008 at 6:29 PM

    Much better to contemplate the beauties of nature than the follies and greed of men.

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