The Hope Chest~

Another sonnet I wrote a couple months ago for school...

Secreted away 'neath cedar chest lid,

Enwrapped in linen and newspaper folds,

A girlhood tradition preserved of old

Keeps hopes of future days patiently hid.

Both the box and latch are strongly secure:

A well-guarded heart steeled from scorning eyes.

It assumes the unobtrusive disguise,

Innocence of dreams protected and pure.

Treasured love letters worn from countless reads

Tucked 'twixt the folds of a white wedding gown

Infuse the cloth with a shy, sweet perfume.

Oh for the days when these hopes shall be freed,

The padlock removed, the heartstrings unbound,

And the dried crimson roses once more will bloom.

Copyright Hannah Scarlett 2014

Where Roses~

A very short little rhyme from one of my stories...

Where roses kiss a gray sky morn',

Where, silver, falls the sea,

I watch for you, a soul lovelorn...

My Heart- sail back to me!

Copyright Hannah Scarlett 2013

Walk With Me~

Just a little sort-of romantic poem;)

Walk with me a while

Through the meadow grass,

Alongside the singing brook,

Shining silver glass.

Where warm sun beats down

Upon my let-down hair

And songbirds trill sweetly

Of the day so fair.

Stroll these fields of clover,

My hand clasped in yours.

This day we can feel safe,

Away from storms and wars.

Perhaps we shall see

A young doe and her fawn,

Or just talk and wander

Til the day is gone.

Then catch me a shooting star

As twilight settles in,

And promise me that like its light,

Our love shall never dim.

Copyright Hannah Scarlett 2012

Promise Me~

A seriously cheesy love poem I once thought I could use if I wrote a kind of medieval novel with knights and damsels in distress. Written, I believe, back in March... I'll dedicate it to the amazing characters Arthur and Gwen from BBC's Merlin.

Please promise me,

Swear you will return.

Ever I shall watch for you

Lest of your death I learn.

Vow you will be faithful,

Our thoughts shall never part.

Please pledge to me your loyalty,

Else you break my heart.

Years shall pass,

And seasons flee,

Yet ever I

Shall cling to thee...

In fervent hopes

You shan't forget

The love, the laughter,

The hours spent.

Your heart and soul

Returning to me;

Of these solemn things

Please promise me.

© Hannah Scarlett 2012