There Is a Place~

There is a place I wander

Whenever I am filled

With emotions I do not

Understand or will.

It is a place where water

Sings a soothing psalm,

And sunlight flickers off

The surface, still and calm.

Summer breezes shoo away

Grievances and doubt,

And surety comes home to me

As songbirds flit about.

Ripples on the surface

Represent my heart

Beating with a solemn strength

As home again I start. 

Copyright Hannah Scarlett 2013

Woodland Quatrain~

A short woodland rhyme~

Silvan solitude,

Shaded serenity,

Woodland sanctitude,

Forest solemnity.

Copyright Hannah Scarlett 2013

Quiet~

Observing this world in its current hibernating state. It's peaceful and serene and doesn't fret... neither should I.

World, I envy you so,

Sleeping 'neath January snow,

Resting, breathing, as cold winds blow.

I recall the days you were awake...

When you were vibrant green,

Birds and flowers, grass and trees.

Then you grew sleepy, took your ease,

While I stand here and shake.

Now you can lie there, quiet,

While in my mind there is a riot.

The uproar, I must defy it!

Calm my thoughts as they quake.

Pray for turmoil to cease, flee,

Let what will... come to be.

Close my eyes and count to three.

You set a path that I should take.

Copyright Hannah Scarlett 2013

Lady of the Woodland~

Lady of the woodland

A shy beauty disguised,

Walks alone through the wood

A shadow to your eyes.

Invisible if it be her wish,

The moon is her guiding star,

She roams the darkened trees

During the midnight hours.

Hooded in black sky,

Cloaked in Winter starlight

A warrior, a dancer,

A nymph of the night.

Like leaves of nightshade:

Feared by much,

Lovely to look upon,

Yet lethal to touch.

A deadly beauty to behold,

The mist at her command.

She drifts on through the fog-

Lady of the woodland.

© Hannah Scarlett 2012