A Walk in Deep Green Wood

Which way do I go?

Two roads there were in deep green wood

I knew not which to choose

So I scratched my groggy head

And took a shot of booze

 

Left or right, I didn’t know

But wanted to be fair

And so that whiskey bottle

I tossed into the air

 

It landed pointing somewhat left

And gave so-so direction

To the path that was the best

Or close enough, I reckon

 

Stumbling down that grassy way

I fired up my ol’ bong

But when I saw the zombie horde

I knew I'd chosen wrong

 

Hey, you zombies, go away

And do not eat my brain

I meant to take the other path

Not dead meat lover's lane

 

A gruesome dinner, I became

And soon the lights went off

I swear the one who ate the most

Looked like Robert Frost

Author's Note

I don't know what's wrong with me. Too much Monty Python, I guess.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Well Sam you brought both Monty Python and Robert Frost to the fore with this write. I am a fan of both. So faced with that division in the road and not being sure which direction to take, a swig of the hard stuff helps? I enjoyed this zombie write and it's gruesomeness :)

Chris

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you, Chris. Sure... hard stuff always helps us make good decisions. (I'm lying)

[Jason Sans]

If Monty Python had any contribution to the masterpiece then I must binge watch it immediately!

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. Definitely, I have to count MP as a strong influence on my strange humor.

[Jason Sans]

Then they must be required viewing because your strange writing is very refreshing.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

That walk in the green wood somehow became dark very suddenly but funny too. I'm always a fan of dark humor though, used to love the Adams Family.

[Carol Cashes]

Dear God, that's some funny s**t, right there! You are a true story teller even in rhyme! I'd be envious, but, I really, really like you, so I can only be proud to know you. I needed this after some of the sad-a*s poetry I've read since I've been back. THANK YOU!

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you, Miz Carol. I'm glad to have caused a smile.

[Tomás Ó C..]

I love this parody of Frosts poem, which ios one of my favourites... brilliant!!!

[A.H.]

lol! I had a good laugh. very well written.
Something, very light, makes you smile and learn a lesson or two on how not be double minded!

Especially, these two stanzas..
(I swear, had me in splits)

"Left or right, I didn’t know
But wanted to be fair
And so that whiskey bottle
I tossed into the air


It landed pointing somewhat left
And gave so-so direction
To the path that was the best
Or close enough, I reckon"

Thanks again!

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. I'm not too serious with poetry, but like to have fun with it sometimes.

[Sam Gregory]

Haha this was funny, zombies can be quite troublesome :) Entertaining read, as a critique I could say a little more in depth description would be good but i suppose u don't need it too much in this kind of writing. I look forward to reading more :)

[Samuel Dickens]

Thanks, Sam. Short stories are my forte, and I mostly just write poems for fun.

[Sam Gregory]

Ah fair do's, i've not written poetry for awhile apart from yesterday, been working on music and stuff. Every now and then am back here though

[alifeacoustic]

Ha, those damn pesky zombie hordes get everywhere, don't they? Nicely done Sam, I like the humour of letting the bottle choose your direction, but maybe next time go the opposite way from where it's pointing :)

[Samuel Dickens]

Thanks, my friend.

[Terpsichore]

Can't get too much Monty Python Samuel.

Made my night this did!

T

[Samuel Dickens]

Of course you can't! Thanks, and I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[barleygirl]

HILARIOUS! CLEVER! BRILLIANT! I'm flabbergasted! After all these neatly-penned stories from you, now I see there's been a sassy poet hiding in there all along! You've created a delicious spoof on our favorite poem of all time. Now who wouldn't recognize the tongue-in-cheek? Thanks for the big ole smile! (((HUGS)))

[Samuel Dickens]

Thanks. Hey, what can I say? The comedian in me has to get out somehow.

[barleygirl]

Do you have other poems? I haven't run across any from you until now. I like this. Just wondering if it's a new venture or if you've been hiding these gems?!?!?! (((HUGS)))

[Woody]

hahaha my type of poetry. you made me laugh and taught me something new. Robert Frost is an undead.
good to know.

[Samuel Dickens]

Yeah, ol' Robert still walks the earth. His poems aren't what they used to be, however. "Wee poor birdie in the snow, you're tired and hungry, I know. I'll coax you here with crumbs of bread, then eat your little chirping head..."

[Woody]

hahaha is this yours or his?

[Samuel Dickens]

Mine, but....well, I did channel him a bit.

[Woody]

now we both know I'm no good at poetry and I also know you are basically a storyteller but your poetry's really good. why don't you write more?

[Samuel Dickens]

Maybe I'll try and write a few more.