Nicole Sharp


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Two Roads…

In seventh grade we had to memorize the poem “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood

and sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler long I stood

and looked down one as far as I could

to where it bent in the undergrowth.

After we had the poem memorized, we then had to stand in front of the class and spout the whole thing. Then we were graded. I remember sitting there and as my fellow classmates might have been embarrassed and shy about standing in front of everyone, no one was paying attention to them. We are all mouthing the lines along with them, grateful for the extra practice. Continue reading

To Write Someting Beautiful…

pen-and-paperThe urge to write something beautiful claws just beneath my skin. I want to shout prose from rooftops, bury it in the dirt and watch it curl lovely branches into the sky, in homage to poetry and writing.

But my soul is rusted and my spirits are dusty. As if it were a worn out country song written in the middle of a desperate lonely night.
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