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Comment 20 of 70, added on November 8th, 2009 at 7:18 AM.
In my English Lit class we're currently studying Robert Frost and as a lot
of his poems have dark and depressing themes we wrote a parody of one of
his poems and here's mine for The Sound of the Trees, it's called "The
Sound of Bees"
I wonder about the bees.
How do they make that jovial melody ?
If there was a sound to bring me to my knees,
Then it would most definitely be these.
And the flowers, as every petal drops;
These bees join in with their orchestra.
I am transformed when my body flops,
Into an empty bottle ready to be filled.
I am now deep within the earthy grass,
Lost in my thoughts and senses.
I am not quite sure but an eternity has passed,
Wrapped up in my own mind but still not alone.
Everyone is here with me in my land,
The angels, the devils and the animals say hello.
Looking down at myself I see a boy,
Whose mind is here and there but also everywhere.
Those cotton balls drift overhead,
Pink, yellow, green and blue.
All different, all the same but for all to see,
Because life will go on for an eternity.
from United Kingdom
Comment 19 of 70, added on May 12th, 2009 at 4:53 AM.
Frost must have a had a bad case of cabin fever when he wrote this, lol.
That and a stand of Quaking aspen (Mother-in-law's tongue) in his backyard,
(which he probably knew better as Popple.)
Comment 18 of 70, added on May 12th, 2009 at 1:33 AM.
ok, I have never heard so much useless bickering. I am memorizing this poem
by Frost and I wanted to know the meaning. There are probably about 3
things here describing different views of the meaning, and the rest are all
useless arguing. alot of help this website was. such a waste that people
can't just read the poems to enjoy them :(
Ellen from United States
Comment 17 of 70, added on March 12th, 2009 at 10:12 PM.
I am disappointed in the commentary here. This could be a place where
people could really share, think, and learn from each other. A little
respect goes a long way. I am sorry that the High School student had to see
Tak from United States
Comment 16 of 70, added on January 28th, 2009 at 9:36 AM.
why don't you have a look at a poem by Philip Larkin called poetry of
departures. The same sentiments are present in both poems. frost teases
like Larkin too - you're never quite sure whether he really wants to go or
whether to remain 'rooted'...
virginia rush from United Kingdom
Comment 15 of 70, added on May 20th, 2008 at 1:53 PM.
This poem is about choices... When it talks about the trees always being so
loud, it is about the people who say they're going to do many things in
life, but like trees, they dont do anything about it. They stay in one
place instead of moving forward in life.
Christine from Canada
Comment 14 of 70, added on February 10th, 2008 at 10:19 PM.
wow, you guys are way harsh on each other
i just wanted to know what others thought about this excellent poem.
i thought poems are about one's own personal meaning and interpretation of
i guess some people think otherwise
Sarah from United States
Comment 13 of 70, added on September 30th, 2007 at 1:32 PM.
Maybe if u analyz this poem u will get a good glimpse of wat it is all
about, people. It is ur oppinion about the poem that matters not n e one
elses but if u dont have n e thing good to say then shut up. Robert Frost
is a genius and u have to look deep to find it, but its there
Jess from United States
Comment 12 of 70, added on May 23rd, 2007 at 3:53 PM.
This poem is about the contrast of the trees and the humans. Trees
constantly are getting stronger and wiser. Humans may think they are
getting wiser but they are not getting stronger. They will be dead when the
tree still stands.
Eva from United States
Comment 11 of 70, added on February 27th, 2007 at 4:56 PM.
I haven't heard this poem in a while :) This was one of the first few poems
I ever read.
And take it easy people, just because not everyone understands your
interpretation, or the 'correct' interpretation of this poem, at first
doesn't mean they're 'twits' or stupid in any way.
Kirah from United States
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