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Jun 27 2017, 2:48am
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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. Hengest and Horsa by: Briony Loudoun Hengest and Horsa, the horse-brothers, hailed from Heligoland, a home of Jutes. The waves whispered, the whale-path called the brothers and their band to boat; the people sailed the seas by the sun guided, not only Jutes, but Angles journeying with Saxons, united underneath one banner. The thegns by the tides at Thanet landed. The barbarian Britons battled the thegns. They were loth to lose their land, their home. The fighting was fierce, the fury of battle. Horsa, the hero of Heligoland, fell. His lords lamented him, his life was spent. Many thegns also to the Hall of Thunor hastened. The carrion crows consumed the dead. Dark was the death-day of Horsa. Hengest's hordes did harry their foes to the shores of the sea, their shields and swords shattered, shivered, and shorn of renown. The battle was lost by the Briton lords, their Kingdom conquered, Cent Hengest called that coastal, cliffy headland. A Great and gilded, gabled Hall was raised, the residence of the royal family, Cent’s honourable King, Hengest, first and proudest, father of Princes. The gables were given their glorious names, Hengest and Horsa, on the Hall builded; horses of the highest hight in the land, on the thatch'd roof, the thegns' namesake. ~~ * ~~ Lure of the Barrowight by: David McG Deftly, gently, tentatively falling Reaching, covering Journey time stalling. Down the Downs Down the Downs Barrowight calling. Mist enshrouding, path obscuring Whispering, promising So alluring Down the Downs Down the Downs Barrowight calling. 'Welcome Master's Gamgee, Brandybuck and Took Especially Master Baggin's Caught now on my hook!' Down the Downs Down the Downs Barrowight calling. Dreamlike, corpselike, laid to rest Waiting, dreading Dark Lords guest Down the Downs Down the Downs Barrowight calling. No light, no hope, no voice to sing Danger is coming Put on the ring! Down the Downs Down the Downs Barrowight calling! 'Give in, don't fight, put down the blade Save yourself Baggins Your destiny's made!' Down the Downs Down the Downs Barrowight ...stalling? Screaming, fleeing, facing true light Retreating forever The Barrowight''s flight Down the Downs Down the Downs Bombadil calling! ~~ * ~~
(This post was edited by entmaiden on Jun 27 2017, 2:13pm)
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