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Jul 25 2016, 2:13am
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The Great Hall of Poets
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Welcome to The Great Hall of Poets, our regular monthly feature showcasing the talent of Middle-earth fans. Each month we will feature a small selection of the poems submitted, but we hope you will read all of the poems that we have received here in our Great Hall of Poets. So come and join us by the hearth and enjoy! If you have a Tolkien/Middle-earth inspired poem you'd like to share, then send it to poetry@theonering.net One poem per person may be submitted each month. Please make sure to proofread your work before sending it in. TheOneRing.net is not responsible for poems posting with spelling or grammatical errors. The Fate Of the Trees By: Ross W. Tree of silver, tree of gold Of their beauty much is told Yavanna, goddess of growth Created and did plant them both Telperion, the elder, shone In silver hues across the lawns And Laurelin of golden leaves Did light the world and darkness cleave The lights of the trees did wax and wane And thus began the count of days From them came the sun and moon But fate had already decided their doom For Morgoth, dark enemy of the light Sort their destruction with all his might But all that was yet to come In the days of the trees before the sun For the Valar dwelt, the gods on earth In Valinor and all was well And in the light of the two trees The elves dwelt also from across the sea And so came a time of celebration And a feast was held for all the nation But Morgoth had now crept from hiding And in the shadows his time was biding He knew the trees would have no guard So drew his spear and stabbed it hard Their light then faded, the world was still While Ungoliant drank her fill - The foul spider in Morgoths train. The Valar cried out, but it was vain For by Ungoliants foul breath The sacred trees did meet their death. ~~ * ~~
(This post was edited by entmaiden on Aug 8 2016, 1:38pm)
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