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

If Only~

Dedicated to The Princess Bride, my favorite movie... 

If only you could stay,

And keep alive this smile.

Help me forget the heartache

If only for a little while. 

If only the sun never sank

To end this happy day,

And summer never faded

And loved ones didn't say...

"I am going now to travel,

Alas, away from you,

Do not fear, I shall return

When sweet spring is new."

If only promises like that

Were not so often broken

Either by ill fate- or worse-

Lying oaths so spoken. 

If only I knew for sure

That you would be free of harm,

That I would soon again

Be breathing in your arms.

If only you could stay

And keep alive this smile.

Help me forget that goodbye nears,

If only for a little while. 

Copyright Hannah Scarlett 2013

Arthur's Farewell~

My sister and I have been loyal followers of BBC's series Merlin for a while. When the show ended recently with the tragic death of King Arthur, we were stunned and sad. I really like the metaphor Arthur was and is, symbolizing how Jesus was and is and will come again to save the world, as it was told Arthur would come again to deliver Albion.

So, here is a good-bye poem to the Once and Future King of Camelot....

Oh, Arthur Pendragon,

The Once and Future King,

Of your tragic end

Shall the minstrels sing.

The untimely death

Of a legend among men,

Told for generations

Til you return again

From the lake of Avalon

In Albion's time of need,

Ascend your throne in Camelot,

The people shall be freed.

At the hands of Morded

Fell you mournfully;

You tried to defy fate

And prophecy took you scornfully.

And Merlin tried to stop

The cruel toll of destiny,

At last he slew Morgana,

But fate is like a tree:

Life ever growing toward the sky,

The branches are decisions,

Spreading in many differing ways,

Yet only in one direction.

No matter what we do,

Or avoid or say in life,

In the end you meet Death,

Cutting you from us like a knife.

None can escape nature,

And, Arthur, you died a hero.

Fighting for your people,

Following a path so narrow.

You left a great legacy,

And your leave was not in vain:

Darkness was struck down,

You were Evil's bane.

Guinevere your queen

Shall weep endlessly for you,

But she is strong and good

And wisely will she rule.

Friends you left behind,

As well as faithful knights.

Yet poor Sir Gwaine followed you

To the land of mansions white.

You will be remembered,

Though not as you were in Camlin.

Rather as a young king

Who would always fight and win,

As the foolish young prince

Who grew into a wise man,

Would follow his heart,

And defend his land.

So as the river carries you

Out of reach and sight,

Know you live on in our hearts...

Farewell, Arthur, noblest of knights.

Copyright Hannah Scarlett 2012

This House~

This is a farewell poem to the house I've always known as my Grandpa's. He's moving, and I'll really miss the old place. The scents, the view, the cozy fireplaces. I'll never forget it... {This picture is actually the view of the frozen lake from his back porch.}

I pause in the doorway

And look around...

Echoes of days passed

Waft and surround...

I see images,

Pictures in my head...

See faces, hear voices,

Remember things said.

The flicker of the burning

Flames in the fireplace

On a cold winter morning,

Warm on my face.

The smell of wood smoke,

The view of the lake,

I'll miss these iconic

Things with an ache.

I used to play here

Hide-And-Go-Seek:

In the small pantry,

The door betrayed me with a creak. 

Bonanza on television,

Ducklings on the water,

I splashed in the shallows,

A content granddaughter.

Memories made with my

Sisters and brothers

At that camp on the lake,

Different from others...

With slow regret,

I close the door

And step from the porch,

 Look back a time more.

For the place has been sold,

Passed to another...

Farewell to the house

Where once lived Grandfather.  

© Hannah Scarlett 2012