Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Road Ode

My walk down a road was unplanned.

Two roads diverged from it, and that

Made me think of Robert Frost and

"The Road Not Taken" he was at

Such fork in the road, and he took

The road he thought less traveled by,

But wondered if he was a schnook,

Waxing poetic with a sigh,

Making all the difference, but

Not saying if choice good or bad,

And giving the not taken rut

As his verse name, so doubt he had.

Whatever doubt had Robert Frost,

I don't doubt that I now am lost.