Martin O'Neill

Rookie - 12 Points (20-06-1958 / Solihull, Birmingham, England)

Robert Frost Auto Recovery - Poem by Martin O'Neill

I ponder the axle of my truck
Invisible to the naked eye
In depths of mud and water stuck
And wait for the recovery truck
Trying valiantly not to cry

I'll tell the driver, by and by
Sometime age and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood and I
Took the one less gravelled, sigh
That's what made the bloody difference


Comments about Robert Frost Auto Recovery by Martin O'Neill

  • Rookie Gone Away (4/23/2012 2:05:00 PM)

    Very smart and funny... made me laugh! (Report) Reply

    2 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • Freshman - 774 Points Juan Olivarez (4/5/2012 11:45:00 AM)

    Indeed Irreverant Robert Frost would love it indeed. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Annette Reddy (3/31/2012 1:32:00 PM)

    Martin this is my favourite so far! Irreverent. Annette (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,971 Points Lawrence Beck (3/24/2012 6:08:00 AM)

    This is a gem, Martin, well-written and very funny. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,939 Points Dave Walker (3/23/2012 5:06:00 PM)

    A really fantastic poem, love the fun edge you put
    into some of your poems. A great write. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 63 Points Eric Cockrell (3/21/2012 5:06:00 PM)

    love your wry sense of humor! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 487 Points Patti Masterman (3/21/2012 4:12:00 PM)

    Ah that second verse- the less gravelled road will always get you, by and by (as will the double L in
    certain words unaccountably not held fast by the spelling rules from olde, hehe) ..Love that last line,
    made me smile like a cat from Cheshire (hmm, is there a synonym poem lurking somewhere about here... ;) (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,263 Points Valerie Dohren (3/21/2012 3:23:00 PM)

    A very humorous read Martin - presume you were taking instruction from your sat nav! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Karen Deeks (3/21/2012 2:44:00 PM)

    Hello Martin, to make a mistake and choose the wrong road signifies many things to many people but your facts though realistic and lain in such perfect wording makes me glad that you had a moment to conjure up this piece... I'm sorry for your trauma yet glad your muse led you up this road. Bravo. Karen (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jennifer Chalk (3/21/2012 12:48:00 PM)

    Really enjoyed this. Do you have gravel in the truck? While you're waiting. Just a thought. I feel your despair, roads these days! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 445 Points Danny Draper (3/21/2012 8:02:00 AM)

    Terrific funny stuff. Postmodern, foreshore! 'Shame old Frosty's not here to read this. Probably delayed with engine trouble after stopping by woods on a snowy evening, you know how he is? (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,112 Points Diane Hine (3/21/2012 5:56:00 AM)

    Sacrilege! ! ! - love it! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 21, 2012


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