Very nice, Wolfblood! The power of the simple phrase "serenity through hell" is enough to make you pause in your reading and stop to consider what that means. Its an incredibly powerful visual as well as emotional hook. I wish I had the talent for poetry you show. Please keep it up!

Two new poems I just wrote!  One of them only has one stanza, the other is a rewrite of "Winter Air" (it's still the same name though).

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"Winter Air"


The night is still,
Frozen in time
In the late winter air.
The evergreens are a dark lime
As the moon gazes with a chime.
Ice layers the stream,
As the day-birds and villagers dream.
All is calm and quiet,
In the late winter air.

Light feet step with little sound
As her heart pounds.
A Beast is watching.
Taking great joy in stalking.
Wind sweeps the howls,
Reflecting the hunger in it's bowels.
She shivers in fear
As the Beast leers.
All is dark and frightful
In the late winter air.

Fur brushes along her leg
Her scream tries to beg.
Turning, screaming, she gazes
Into eyes set a blazes.
She runs, the Beast growls.
Blood of the virgin will be shed
In the late winter air.

The villagers and day birds dream.
Screams stir the air.
Lady Moon does not care. 
For the screams are not her fares. 
Under her light,
The woman see's a brighter light. 
In the late winter air.

An endless foray of howls immortalize her fright.
Deep in a brightly lit cave
Is the lair of the Angel of Death.
He gave her a wave,
Tells her the Beast is his slave.
Beast behind, Angel in front. 
She screams for her last,
Her fear is short lived.
As blood paints the snow,
In the late winter air. 


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"Weeping Willow"

Listen you loud child,
To the beauty of the wild.
It is serene and silent,
watchful of hearts that are violent.
Taking life from the gurgling brook,
Cradling the loving couple in its' deep nook.
Silent in it's sorrow,
Is the Weeping Willow.

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So what do ya guys/girls think?