So I've had like no inspiration for poetry for awhile now and then suddenly today: Bam! Like three or four poems were made. In a single day! :)

Here they are if you want to read:

Seasons.
The wind softly blew and went,
Dancing on the leaves.
Then they fell slowly,
Underneath my feet .

The warm hot sun,
Turned them brown and faded green.
For it is no longer Summer,
But Autumn not Spring.

The air turned but colder ,
And nipped our nose and toes .
Turning the world from color,
Into silver snow.
         ~C. L. Hartwick (aka Isilwen)

Love Or Destiny.
One step forward, two back,
Which will lead me to the path?
Between the ocean and the sea,
To you, my love.
Or destiny?
~C. L. Hartwick.

Dreams Or Memories?
Far beyond the moon and sun,
Is where time and me have gone.
To visit haunts and old dreams,
Across the clear, chrystal sea.

Though our trip may be brief,
To this sacred place .
It will forever stay,
A beautiful memory.

~C.L. Hartwick.

The Drowned Sailor.
Forty five leagues, I sailed into the sea,
In the hot sun did I .
With naught any company,
Save for fish galore.

On I did row,
Using my sails and oars.
When came a storm, we were swallowed,
To the depths of the ocean floor.

I tried to thrash and thrall,
My way to the sandy shore.
But then came a wave of darkness made me sleep,
Never to wake no more.
              ~C.L. Hartwick.