Robert Frost's Farm

Robert Frost's Farm, originally uploaded by gutsygelding.

Foliage at Robert Frosts farmhouse, Derry NH

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Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Cold Water Shattering

Cold Water Shattering, originally uploaded by Winged Foot.

Perhaps such waters fall ere' our amusement.
In winter's cold breath,
there is but a glasslike clattering.
And akin to tinsel scattering.
Like nature's own dishware shattering.

---Mike (Winged Foot) 02 January 2007

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