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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. Web of Deceit by David McG What is this place Samwise? Why has he led us here? It smells of death, it reeks of fear Oh why has he led us here? The tunnels seem so vast Sam, and yet they're closing in. They stifle air and choke out light Oh Sam. What's this place we're in? That Gollum, Master Frodo. That sneaking, skulking thing! He's tricked us, as I knew he would. He wants only the Ring! The Black Gate was impossible, he wanted us too see. To make us choose this awful path. He tricked us, you and me! Did you hear that Mister Frodo? Did you hear that rasping sound? I fear that something hunts here. In these tunnels underground. Scuffle..Stop... Scuffle...Stop I feel the danger closing. Blast that filthy Smeagol! That sneaking , skulking thing. Quiet yourself now Samwise. We have to carry on. The darkness is consuming me, I fear I have not long. The Ring is calling out Sam, to what I do not know? But of one thing I am certain of, It's forward we must go! I see it! Mister Frodo Sir, I see its gleaming eyes. Shining in the darkness there And us stuck here like flies! It's coming! Mr Frodo sir, it's time to stand and fight. But wait now Mr Frodo. Don't you have the Lady's Light? "Aiya Eärendil elenion ancalima!" It's blinded by the light Sam. Hear how it shrieks in pain! Hold the light and steady your hand Let's hope it's not in vain! I'll cut a way through these clinging webs that hold fast to our feet Though I fear we're caught already in strands of Smeagol's dark deceit! Hurry on now Samwise, it's time to chance our fate. Quickly up this path now, I pray it's not too ....... ~~ * ~~ Guardians of the Night by: Emmett T They stand in the night as a guardian to the cold traveller. Their pale faces shining to light his path in the darkness. They guide him home to the glowing hearth. He sees his mother's eyes ahead of him, red from weeping at his departure He remembered her words to him. She told him of the guardians in the night those that lead wayward travelers home, and guard their paths throughout their wanderings. The faces in the night lead him to a picturesque cottage, flowers lay in neat beds, roses by the door. Window boxes overflow in bursts of colour. The moonlight gives the setting an ethereal look, as smoke rises from the little chimney. He opens the gate and walks the well-trodden path to the door. He lifts the latch, listening to the creak of the unoiled hinges. An old woman sits knitting by the fire, head now gray, shoulders bent with age. Her face now wrinkled still bears the same smile of years long past. She raises her head, tired eyes looking at the bearded man standing in her doorway. A faint smile spreads across her lips, as she looks him over, she sees in the man, the face of a son, long missing from her home, but remaining in her memory. The night guardians brought him safely home, across many raging seas and over snowy mountains, to the place of his birth. A small cottage in the woods, protected by the guardians of the night. ~~ * ~~ Merry and Theoden by: Laurelindorenan You shall be like a father to me And you shall be as my son For you have a courage few bother to see And you are as grand as the sun I'll tell you my tales of a land far away I will smile at your laughter and song And long by my side, at my hand you will stay And I will stay all the day long And if into battle my fealty calls You'll be safe til the battle is won At war even power and loyalty falls But I cannot like cowards run! Did I not give you my oath and my sword? Your heart is unmatched by your size To take you to war unprepared shames your lord Staying's equal a shame to my eyes! Please, I don't want to be parted like this Our horses are swift; you know not how to ride You must stay behind, great though your heart is Could I not to some stirrup be tied? My heart sorrows. My king, my liegelord, farewell! I fear for that lad; no, I fear for us all I could not bear it if he by me fell I follow in secret; he won't friendless fall He is slain!-- or near death-- I leap to his side Swordthain, like son: how came you at hand? I'm not long from last sleep-- no, do not cry! My lord, I am sorry! I broke your command, I wanted to help-- I thought I could save-- As my child, I have loved you; at peace may you be I forgive you; weep not, I know you were brave-- No! So fall one like a father to me. ~~ * ~~
(This post was edited by Silverlode on Nov 28 2017, 5:40am)
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