RHP General Forum in the Rear View Mirror

Originally posted by Ponderable
Bobby himself created 39 threads in the GF in January. From the total threads created in January this is only 7.2 % so my abrasive comment was inapprpriate. I went by impression instead of numbers 🙁

Way too many. Bloke should zip his lip. Let others speak.

You consistently do good work, Ponderable. Thanks,

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The Sound of Trees

I wonder about the trees.
Why do we wish to bear
Forever the noise of these
More than another noise
So close to our dwelling place?
We suffer them by the day
Till we lose all measure of pace,
And fixity in our joys,
And acquire a listening air.
They are that that talks of going
But never gets away;
And that talks no less for knowing,
As it grows wiser and older,
That now it means to stay.
My feet tug at the floor
And my head sways to my shoulder
Sometimes when I watch trees sway,
From the window or the door.
I shall set forth for somewhere,
I shall make the reckless choice
Some day when they are in voice
And tossing so as to scare
The white clouds over them on.
I shall have less to say,
But I shall be gone.

(Robert Frost 1874–1963)

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Way too many. Bloke should zip his lip. Let others speak.

You consistently do good work, Ponderable. Thanks,

[hidden]07.07.13 ~ 13.2.2 Time for a nap...[/hidden]

I was so interested in the hidden detail, that I had to read it 3 times. 😉

-m.

“I would have written of me on my stone:
I had a lover's quarrel with the world."

(Robert Frost)

http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Robert_Frost

http://www.frostfriends.org/bennington.html
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