Scott H. : Writing

And Still It Falls

And Still It Falls

A Poem by Scott H.


And winter came...
Sword in Stone

Sword in Stone

A Poem by Scott H.


Would you have been King Arthur?
Karma Wheel

Karma Wheel

A Poem by Scott H.


How long 'til my soul gets it right, does any human being ever reach that highest light?
All I Want (For Christmas)

All I Want (For Christmas)

A Poem by Scott H.


I don't think this is asking too much...
Demesne

Demesne

A Poem by Scott H.


The dominion or territory of a sovereign or state; domain
A Distance Not Measured

A Distance Not Measured

A Poem by Scott H.


A short observation from a time not far in the past
Wine Country (Balmoral) Wassail

Wine Country (Balmoral) Wassail

A Poem by Scott H.


I'm a sucker for olde Englishy holiday traditions, so I wrote my own
Over the River and Through the Wood

Over the River and Through the Wood

A Poem by Scott H.


To Grandma Moses' house we don't go
The Mess

The Mess

A Poem by Scott H.


Has always been my name for this time of year, from time spent working retail and from how certain statistics seem to skyrocket
The Narrow Streets of Amsterdam

The Narrow Streets of Amsterdam

A Poem by Scott H.


You don't have to turn on the red light