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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. Last Horn Cry by: Laurelindorenan Beside the river last he stood Pierced by arrows, wet with blood His great horn rang The orc bows sang Those he protected screamed his name He called for help, but no help came. And far off, under forest eaves His brother wept beneath the leaves Though dark was deep He could not sleep For every time he closed his eyes He heard again the wild horn cries. ~~ * ~~ The Cautionary Tale of Bartolo Boffin and the Great Barrow by: Braag Son of Balin The tale I tell today 'tis true Of a Ne'er-do-well who came to rue The day he set out from the shire With dire plans did he conspire To ferret out a fortune far from farms where up he grew (In fact, his friends were far and few...) Bartolo, a Boffin born A bully whom the Baggins scorned Was a trial to kith and kin For sins too sundry to begin And so at 33, out he was tossed and none did mourn (Not even Uncle Bingo was forlorn...) Rather than soil his lazy hands A daring deed instead he planned To raid the Tomb of Othrongroth (At tales of the dead, he'd often scoffed) And live a life of leisure laced with loot that he would land (Think Furry Toesies in the Sand...) So he set out 'cross the Marish Swam the River (nearly Perished!) Hauled from Dock, and crawled cross Buckland (Quaffed a few brews from a Pub he ducked in) Steeled with Liquid Courage to face Forest Old and scarish (In fact, it was nightmarish!) In fevered dreams he finally emerged From frenzied forest fears discouraged But he knew that he'd found the Barrows And harrowing cold seeped in his marrow As he shied from shambling shades reciting dirges (Poor pathetic Perian, beset by scourges!) At last at mighty Othrongroth Edain Burial Mound of Wroth He hesitated on the doorstep No riches could compel one more step And amid his dark despair, he turned his eyes aloft (And on the air, faint echoes of a warming whistle waffed...) A whistle heard now clearly keened Stronger still and pure and clean Afore the wound of Othrongroth It brought memories of his family's croft A soft and gentle touch of home serene (and suddenly he knew how stupid he had been!) But before he could turn away A shade of Cardolan's dismay Screamed and reached to draw him in Lights fury flashed amid the din And he felt his mind slipping away (A feeling he sore remembers to this day!) When at last his wits he found He descried two eyes a-twinkling down Smiling at his form supine Upon the banks of the Brandywine "You Halflings sure find trouble by the pound" (and o'er the hills the odd man capered with a bound) So Bartolo staggered home that day A hobbit changed in most every way He joined the Bounders burly band And always gave a helping hand Ne'er again to speak of his journey's way (But the hair on his toes was ever more white than grey!) ~~ * ~~ Heir of Durin by: Brianna Lynn Dark the light that burneth now, Deep within his soul Pain he feels and grief he bears No more can he be whole. The strongest yet may wither, But firm still does he stand Face to the wind and back unbent An image of long gone glory grand No crown there is upon his head No robes or throne nor kingly bed Yet stern his visage now declares The place of king which he now bears. None can turn his steps or will And ever he seeks vengeance still This doom upon him now does lie To find peace at last only to die. ~~ * ~~ To view all the poems submitted this month and previous months click here.
(This post was edited by Silverlode on Sep 27 2017, 8:26am)
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