Peace Through Poetry

Monday, April 21, 2014

Every Word~

Emotions of the past scrawled out in a poem about change.
This poem is old, but I haven't posted any poetry in ages! So I'm going back through my schoolwork to find some... I'm going to get to writing again this Spring/Summer. Some stuff that isn't so dismal...

She reached into her pocket

And withdrew a dream.

And as she brought it out,

She too withdrew, it seemed

From things that were no more,

And now would never be:

Clenched within a resolved fist,

Setting her soon free.

Cast unto the burning flames

Consuming care-worn note,

Every bit removed forever...

Every word he wrote.

Forget-Me-Not~

This one's almost a year old... just playing with words.

Yes, I made up the word demurity. :P But I liked it.

Forget me not,
As the tiny flower pleads,
Blue demurity...
Forget me not,
Oh, my heart, it bleeds
For hope and purity...
Forget me not,
Desperately it needs
From you some surety...
Forget me not,
Cast me not unto the weeds,
Please remember me.

Copyright Hannah Scarlett 2013

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

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.

Monday, September 23, 2013

Echo~

A shout among the cavern,

A voice betwixt the hills,

A song along a stone cave floor

Where languid water spills.

A mighty, deep-sung baritone,

A shrill cry of the wind

Repeated 'til the fading notes

Have long out-rung their din.

Ricochet from wall to wall,

Whispers from the past...

Echo, echo, 'til they leave

A void of silence vast.

Déjà vu of bygone days

Haunting to return.

Dwell upon the ringing sound

And perhaps at long-last learn.

Ponder the words that fly,

Ever growing distant.

Will you fall to Siren's song

Or is your heart resistant?

Ricochet from east to west,

Darting oh so fast...

Echo, echo 'til they end

In hollow silence vast.

Heed the sweet reflection,

Strive to understand.

It ripples into untold void

Beyond the reach of hand.

So sing into the valley,

Shout into the wood,

Listen to the spoken words,

Reflect if they were Good.

Ricochet from heart to heart

So our words are cast,

Will they make a joyous heart,

Or echo silence vast...?

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Autumn~

(Cover-photo taken by Emma Catherine Smith.)

Arid skies heave listless sighs,

Utter words with sleepy eyes...

Trees ablaze with vivid fire,

Undulating flames inspire.

Moonlight's golden harvest glow

Nests above and heralds snow.

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Poetry~

Prophets speak the fervent words,

Passion sings from hearts of birds.

Pondering concepts from dawn of time,

Perfection breathed in flawless rhyme.

Peaceful, calm, flowing sweet...

Pure and fearless, bold, complete.

Prayers on the wind, given to song,

Poems delicate, dauntless, strong.

Monday, May 13, 2013

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.

Woodland Quatrain~

A short woodland rhyme~

Silvan solitude,

Shaded serenity,

Woodland sanctitude,

Forest solemnity.

Sunday, May 12, 2013

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!

Something~

Something breath-taking...

The sight of dawn-

Rising and spreading,

Then suddenly gone.

Bright as a wedding,

Soft as a babe's yawn.

Color and splendor...

Then suddenly wan.

Something inspiring...

A tug at my soul-

Dares me aim high,

To pursue some goal.

Bids me comply

To that sweet cajole,

Urging me onward,

Fanning the coal.

Something eye-opening...

Giving me sight-

Restoring to me

The lack of clear light;

Helps me to see

What is deemed right.

For justice and freedom,

Urges me fight.

Something restoring...

Makes me anew-

Revives in the sky

The blissful blue.

Presents an ally

Faithful and true.

Revives my sad heart,

Helps me pull through.