On Frost

[billy]

the poem does make me think frost' piece. i think the rhymes need some work on, keep it abba or abab or none. changing the meter in the last stanza is fine but try and keep it the same meter as the other lines. lots to like. needs a few eits to get where it's needed to be but you have good roots.

I stopped a while to catch my breath
The air was cold, the hour late
I could not see the woods for trees,
The snow piled up so splendidly.

O pretty view, O lovely show, 
of falling, melting, frozen rain
and then again, I asked, is this 
The way to go?

I saw no road, I saw the dark
I saw the roots swell from the ground,
A twisted bone, the snapping sound a suggestion would be [a snap, the sound]
Of cruel and sudden injury.

The ants and owl, the deer, the moss
the white and crystal fingerprints
of nature are skilfully made meter is off, a suggestion would be [of nature that is skilful made]
To get us lost in labyrinths. a suggestion would be [within] instead of [in] to make it flow better