07 Aug The Trail less Taken
With sincere apologies to the memory of Robert Frost
Two trails diverged in a Carolina wood
And I with but a second to choose
with two other cyclists bearing down quickly
thinking I was their trail riding food
I looked down one
saw blackberries bent up to here
Then took the other, thinking it clear
And pedaling the faster bike
dived to the front of the ride
Though as for leading
should have taken to the rear
And others that evening equally gave warning
’bout leaves reaching across my track
Oh, now I think ‘bout trail maintaining
Yet knowing how thorny blackberry leaves be
why was there no shirt on my back?
I shall be telling this with blood loss and loud moan
Somewhere Neosporin hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And my wife declared “no common sense”
Julia Rachel Barrett
Posted at 20:36h, 07 AugustAh blackberries in a wood. I know better than to dive right in! Learned that lesson long ago. Heal fast! Hope they’re sweet!
Georgie
Posted at 20:37h, 07 AugustHa! Very well said! Might have to restock the bandaids now!
Tom Stronach
Posted at 16:53h, 08 Augustand did you stop and collect them? LoL
shaunda wenger
Posted at 22:50h, 08 AugustAh… i feel your pain! I have been trying to get rid of the blackberries in my yard for years. And that’s without ever having taken a ride THROUGH them!
Jenni
Posted at 17:47h, 14 AugustOuch! Bad news, John! Blackberry thorns are lethal. As you know. 😉