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 Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 7:50 pm
Um... Hi. I've dug up some pretty old poems I once wrote, (Tolkien-related) And though to share them. So anyone can flame me, (Hopes no one decides to do so cry ) applaud me, or share their own. I'm nervous to be actually starting a thread. *Shivers in boots*
I'll start with one I haven't named yet. heart
Golden hair and bright blue eyes
Tears they fall as we say good-bye
Hearts are broken and down he falls
Down those escalading walls
Dark Lord brings so many fears
As is seen throughout the years.
Golden haired Glorfindel
Flames of dragon are rekindled
Elves they flee fair Gondolin
Through narrow passages
Through the hills from fear so bright
Racing to the starry night
Air they breathe deep and sing
Ulmo’s conches are heard to ring.
One Man alone must set things right
Tuor, his name, has lost this fight.
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 11:46 pm
Hey! That's a good poem! I really really liked it! Thank you for sharing, I think you're very brave 3nodding There's no emoticon for applauding though... I like the cameo by Glorfindel. I don't really understand the last two lines though... Do you mean that Tuor failed? And that now it's up to Earendil? Quote: Ulmo’s conches are heard to ring. I love this line!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't rhyme... so I refuse to attempt poetry blaugh
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 9:40 am
Very good poem Glorfirith heart **claps** Hm...I don't have any poem or such to post. sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 2:39 pm
edhellos Hey! That's a good poem! I really really liked it! Thank you for sharing, I think you're very brave 3nodding There's no emoticon for applauding though... I like the cameo by Glorfindel. I don't really understand the last two lines though... Do you mean that Tuor failed? And that now it's up to Earendil? Quote: Ulmo’s conches are heard to ring. I love this line!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't rhyme... so I refuse to attempt poetry blaugh Yay! Thanks! The last two lines? *Checks* Yeah, that's what I meant. sweatdrop I think I was just running out of rhymes there. heart I'm glad you like it! Nolah Very good poem Glorfirith heart **claps** Hm...I don't have any poem or such to post. sweatdrop Thanks for the support! It's okay. I'm sure someone else does. Although I'm not Glorfirith Annun. Must be the hair! sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 2:47 pm
Here's another one, related to the Elves and their 'relationship' to the Men. Although it may be debatable about who this pertains to. It's called Twilight Hours. heart
Twilight Hours
Twilight fades to stardust,
In the Void of all time.
The present becomes your past
In the blink of mortal eye
Gold turns to brown
Mortal flesh will always die.
What you make of what time you have
Depends on what you're given.
Don't forget your time is small,
Don't forget the mortal eye.
Time goes by as you stand still
Enough to send you to the dark.
Darkness falls and twilight fades
On these days of newborn life.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 10:31 am
Elven Mischief, those are awesome xd
In wish I had even a smidgen of poetry talent, but I lost that around the same time I got out of junior high. Once I was exposed to what REAL poetry should be, mine suddenly seemed so inferior that I just kind of gave up (*tear*).
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 10:56 am
We gots one, precious! Ever so slightly LOTR based... stare
A Lament
I sang of leaves, like spindly sleeves,
The countless shards of red there lay;
I watched as trees swayed in a breeze
With life now swiftly fade away.
Can life remain with all this pain?
Nothing certain can we tell.
The light has passed, no flame will cast,
Dark shadows come in one long knell.
I feel the wind has waned and thinned;
As ghosts the fallen leaves drift past.
When will the snow, with purging flow,
Come from far North and darkness cast?
With nothing left, we are bereft
All that remains are fallen leaves.
Now let the snow fly to and fro
And quell memories of past eves.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 1:29 pm
Thanks Lithwen. heart That's a good poem, Myrilandel! Glad to see someone else likes to write poetry.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 6:26 pm
I heard somewhere that the best way to learn a language is to write poems in it... I've been trying to learn Quenya for a while now, and I occasionally dabble in poetry to help me get used to writing in it. I wrote a little poem a while earler, over the summer:
Lauca ar ránë, aureva lairë
Aldali tundar rahtantë
Annelenten lómea tië
Vantan as melmenya
Lelyan alatarsa
Ar maren.
It means, roughly:
Wandering and warm, the summer's sunlight,
Tall (strong, mighty, ancient) trees stretch out
Giving me a shaded way
I walk with my love
I go without my troubles (or I go untroubled)
And live.
Some of those don't translate too well... *winces* And my grammar probably isn't too spectacular. Anyone who sees any mistakes, feel free to tell me. Thanks for reading!
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2004 4:16 pm
Well, I just had to post this, despite this being an old thread...
Peregrin Took is a Hobbit of Shire,
(Or somewheres around there, at least)
And there you'll find him anywheres
Especially if there's a feast.
Pippin, he's called, by those that adore
him and everything that he is.
A Halfling and troublemaker abound,
Who makes Gandalf's fireworks fizz.
Then he set off with Frodo Ring-bearer
(the idiot couldn't do it alone)
Along the way, he got caught up in things
Like the orcs who gnawed on a bone.
Yet furthur it went, for then on he went,
All the way to fair Gondor
He offered his sword to a quite evil man
And then was worked into the war.
Bravely he fought, Pippin of ours,
He threw himself into the fight
At last it was over, and he still stood
Although he had had quite a fright.
Pippin, he lived on past the man Boromir,
And the Balrog, him too as well.
So now he shall rest forevermore.
Good bye, Peregrin. Farewell.
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2004 11:11 am
TriskDaemon I heard somewhere that the best way to learn a language is to write poems in it... I've been trying to learn Quenya for a while now, and I occasionally dabble in poetry to help me get used to writing in it. I wrote a little poem a while earler, over the summer: Lauca ar ránë, aureva lairë Aldali tundar rahtantë Annelenten lómea tië Vantan as melmenya Lelyan alatarsa Ar maren. It means, roughly: Wandering and warm, the summer's sunlight, Tall (strong, mighty, ancient) trees stretch out Giving me a shaded way I walk with my love I go without my troubles (or I go untroubled) And live. Some of those don't translate too well... *winces* And my grammar probably isn't too spectacular. Anyone who sees any mistakes, feel free to tell me. Thanks for reading! Well, I'm impressed. I don't know any Elvish. Good poem, too. My advise: Keep trying! You'll get the language. 3nodding
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2004 11:14 am
ladyofchaos Well, I just had to post this, despite this being an old thread... Peregrin Took is a Hobbit of Shire, (Or somewheres around there, at least) And there you'll find him anywheres Especially if there's a feast. Pippin, he's called, by those that adore him and everything that he is. A Halfling and troublemaker abound, Who makes Gandalf's fireworks fizz. Then he set off with Frodo Ring-bearer (the idiot couldn't do it alone) Along the way, he got caught up in things Like the orcs who gnawed on a bone. Yet furthur it went, for then on he went, All the way to fair Gondor He offered his sword to a quite evil man And then was worked into the war. Bravely he fought, Pippin of ours, He threw himself into the fight At last it was over, and he still stood Although he had had quite a fright. Pippin, he lived on past the man Boromir, And the Balrog, him too as well. So now he shall rest forevermore. Good bye, Peregrin. Farewell. My thread's not old! *Huddles in a corner to cry* Great poem! I love how it does a-b-a-b thing. Lol. It made me laugh, and sad at the same time. Very good! *Applauds*
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 1:09 pm
Your thread is definitely new to me...seeing as I haven't been going onto Gaia in forever. :S Honestly, it's not my fault that I've got homework! stare Ah well....Um...poetry? Hmm.......I've got one.
Arwen To Aragorn
A sweet song for thee
My Love, Warrior and King
I hope that you'll be safe
And your paths unhindered
You are not like Isildur
Nor your father old
Strider they call you
Yet to me, my love, are you in my eyes
Ah Aragorn, King of Gondor
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 5:43 pm
vegrandis_otus_sunia Your thread is definitely new to me...seeing as I haven't been going onto Gaia in forever. :S Honestly, it's not my fault that I've got homework! stare Ah well....Um...poetry? Hmm.......I've got one. Arwen To AragornA sweet song for thee My Love, Warrior and King I hope that you'll be safe And your paths unhindered You are not like Isildur Nor your father old Strider they call you Yet to me, my love, are you in my eyes Ah Aragorn, King of Gondor Very good, Vergrandis. 3nodding Good to see some romance.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 3:06 pm
Elven Mischief gonk My thread's not old! *Huddles in a corner to cry* Great poem! I love how it does a-b-a-b thing. Lol. It made me laugh, and sad at the same time. Very good! *Applauds* a-b-c-b, actually. Sorry, I'm a stickler. whee
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