Poetry+Found+in+the+Forests+of+Salem+Village

A smile of heaven upon two reunited souls.
by Summara Abaid

A gleam of flickering sunshine, seen at its solitary play Flitting cheerfulness, feebly supportive at best The drearier had hoped to find the spots bright, but it runs away and hides itself The sunshine vanished; will it not come of its own accord? Oh, exquisite relief! A happiness before unknown, the gloom of the sky vanished with the sorrow A sudden of heaven, forth burst the sunshine, the weight was not known until freedom was felt Love must always create sunshine, filling the heart that it overflows upon the world And here again the misery; an evil deed invests itself with the character of doom An hour's free breath, and here again with the misery The warmth and richness departed, like fading sunshine By: Emma Dobry

All the giant trees and boulders of granite covered over this small brook

as it stole onward melancholy,

and flowed through scenes shadowed as heavily with gloom.

like the voice of a young child that was spending its infancy without playfulness,

and knew not how to be merry among sad acquaintance and events of sombre hue.

"O brook! O foolish and tiresome little brook!

Why art thou so sad?

Pluck up a spirit, and do not be sighing and murmuring,"

cried Pearl.

Pearl resembled the brook,

inasmuch as the current of her life gushed through the darksome shade.

But, unlike the little stream,

she danced and sparkled, and prattled airily along her course.

Sombre as it was, it put on the kindest of its moods to welcome her.

by: Tran

Reluctant to have witnesses, They entered sufficiently deep Into the moral wilderness To weep over thy sin.

Without a word more spoken, The minister fixed his eyes on Hester. She conquered her fears and spoke, "Thou shalt not go alone". Then all was spoken.

Forth burst the sunshine; Hope and joy shone out. Its flickering brightness set her free. Your sin is left behind you in the long days past.

By Zoe Krulak-Palmer

The sportive sunlight- feebly sportive, at best during the day The forest always flitting cherrfully Everything will be at peace The brook forever tiresome The tree trunk were bewilder The rock were forever gray The trees remain deep within the shadow The people were forever natural Their hearts became pure and the cries of the animals forever near

By- Nhu Nguyen

Straggled Onto the mystery of the primeval forest a gray expanse of a cloud, slightly stirred by a breeze. Letting the eyes follow along the course of the stream. <span style="color: #5b7ddc; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A channel way of pebbles, <span style="color: #5b7ddc; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">sparkling sand amid <span style="color: #5b7ddc; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">the bewilderment of tree trunks

<span style="color: #1328a0; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The streamlet kept up quite a babble <span style="color: #1328a0; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">kind <span style="color: #1328a0; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">quiet <span style="color: #1328a0; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">soothing.. <span style="color: #1328a0; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">but melancholy <span style="color: #1328a0; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">..like the voice of a young child

<span style="color: #0a096d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">O Brook! <span style="color: #0a096d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">O foolish and tiresome little brook.. <span style="color: #0a096d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Pluck up a spirit <span style="color: #0a096d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">and do not be all the time sighing and murmuring <span style="color: #0a096d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">with its melancholy voice. <span style="color: #0a096d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Why art thou so sad?

<span style="color: #0a096d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">By Marissa Morris