Poem 2

I modeled this poem after Frost's poem "The Road Not Taken" except I applied the regret to friendships we may never know, or experiences lost. It was rather difficult to keep his rhyme style and his five line four stanza structure but otherwise I enjoyed it.

Two Men

Two men met under a crossing suther
Who could these men be?
One dressed no different than the other
The other no different from another
So free to choose a destiny

Could they have been soldiers
Shattering the sounds of summer and spring
Smashing each other like boulders
Clawing over their shoulders
Like animals flapping wild wings

Could they have been friends
Neighbors or family
Sharing lives until their ends
Never splitting over a fork in the bend
Like civilized men happily

Two men met under a crossing suther
Free to choose their destiny
One dressed no different than the other
The other no different from another
Departed like strangers for eternity