It was about a hundred year ago, give or take, that poet Robert Frost wrote a legendary poem entitled “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”. His last name is Frost, so it’s fitting that he write about snow. My surname unrelated, I am a huge film buff, and I decided to compose my own take on the poem. If you are a WordPress user and you enjoy the poem, please feel free to “Press” it onto your own blog. Here it is:
Stopping by Cinema for a Showing at Evening
Which film this is I think I know.
The showing is at the Regal though;
I just found me stopping here
To catch the next available show.
My little wallet must think it queer
To stop without a Redbox near
Between the theaters two and nine
The finest movie of the year.
He gives two Lincoln bills a shake
They ask if there is some mistake.
I must pay one more so I sweep
Out one more five-dollar bill which they take.
The film is lovely, dark and deep.
But I have suggestions to keep,
More films to watch before I sleep,
More films to watch before I sleep.