Poetry: Holmezonian verse

Black. Intimidating. Unknown.
No one. No one knows what lies
under your cloak of darkness.
Only the wicked
find refuge in your outstretched arms.
Under your protection,
thieves prowl about. They steal.
Murderers find their way
through locked doors.
They kill.
The unfaithful fulfill their
guilty pleasures while cradled
in your tight embrace.
The young run to their mothers
to save them from the horrors
you bring to their minds.
The mourners find no rest
beneath your shadows.
They cry out in despair
for the love ones they have lost.
Now we know what lies beneath
your cloak. One thing.
Only sin.

free verse poem: a seed

A new belief
just like a seed
water it and
see how it then
grows
plant it among
others of its kind
see how it prospers
watch and see
it flourish and find
color.
The wind will blow
and try to sway
those new found beliefs
but the roots are
spread down deep
and it finds faith
in their
strength.
though seasons change
and cold times
come around.
The new colors
mean nothing but
new growth
slowly
as it becomes
big enough to
prosper.
small fruits of
faith and new life
are spread under
its leaves
and new belief
begins again
just like a seed.

1)I need to extend some of the stanzas and line by line needs refinement. Also, I need to look at the order and structure of the stanzas. I need to focus on diction and explore on some of my ideas.

A new belief
 a seed
water it
and see how it
grows
plant it among
others of its kind
see how it
prospers
watch and see
it flourish and find
color.
The wind will blow
and try to sway
those new found beliefs
droughts will come
and leaves will
fall
but the roots are
spread down
deep
and it finds faith
in their
strength.
though seasons change
and frost
comes around.
The different colors
mean nothing but
new growth.
slowly, it becomes
big enough to
prosper.
more seeds come forth
buds become small
fruits of faith
and new life
they spread under its leaves
and new life
begins again
a seed.

2) I still need to extend on some ideas and change the diction in certain areas to make it more meaningful. Also I need to separate the stanzas. Add title.

A seed

A new belief 
 a seed
water it
and see how it
grows.
plant it among
others of its kind
see how it
prospers.
watch and see
it flourish and find
color.

The wind will blow
and try to sway
those new found beliefs
droughts will come
and leaves will
fall.

But the roots are
spread down
deep
and it finds faith
in their
strength.
though seasons change
and frost
comes around.
The different colors
mean nothing but
new growth.

Slowly, it becomes
big enough to
prosper.
more seeds come forth
buds become small
fruits of faith
and new ideas
they spread under its leaves.
They cover
and take over
all the grass
and dirt around.
and new life
begins again
a seed.

concrete poem: blue

up then down
       this way then
           that way.
      only one thing
   constant. color.
blue. always blue.
   sometimes bright.
       dark. sparkling or
           still. but always
               blue. the same blue
           which carries beauty and
        grace, is home to the
    creatures that kill. we
look upon this blue with
    affection and longing
        but always know.
            underneath is horror.
         mixed with beauty.
      but always blue. blue.
           blue.