I haven't posted a poem for a while so I thought I put one up:
Gondolin, fair Gondolin, where lords and ladies dwell,
Where hast thou gone oh Gondolin?! None of us can tell,
To shadows and darkness fell the city of the King,
Gondolin, fair Gondolin fell to the Balrogs wing,
Gondolin, fair Gondolin, between the mountains high,
Gondolin, oh Gondolin, went as fire in the sky,
Gondolin, fair Gondolin, beauty unsurpassed,
Gondolin, oh Gondolin, beauty gone at last,
Where doest thou dwell oh Gondolin, your shinning towers past,
Where hast thou gone oh Gondolin, your sparkling fountains lost,
Gondolin, fair Gondolin, the last fair realm of old,
Gondolin, oh Gondolin, of whom the stories told,
Forever lost oh Gondolin, the city of the king,
Forever gone oh Gondolin fell to the Balrogs wing,
Gondolin, fair Gondolin, beauty unsurpassed,
Gondolin, Oh Gondolin, beauty gone at last.
"there's only one way to win a war: shout, shout, and shout again!" - The Duke of Wellington ((Blackadder - Stephen Fry))
Lost is mind and heart is broken,
Harshest word that ever spoken,
Dark as night and starless sky,
Edrahil lay down to die,
Where hast thou gone oh kings of old? Your mighty towers free,
Where hast thou gone my brother fair? My brother calls to me,
Edrahil, oh Edrahil, across the mighty sea,
Edrahil, oh Edrahil, what has become of thee?
The mountains now hold the fair, Adrahil the free,
Edrahil is lost to time, but all is lost to he,
The cloak is gone, the mantle frayed, the grey clouds blown away,
The light returns, awaken now, the one who sleeps till day,
"there's only one way to win a war: shout, shout, and shout again!" - The Duke of Wellington ((Blackadder - Stephen Fry))
this s my latest work, I welcome any comments on it.
The stars were high and winds did blow,
Under light of moon,
Did reveal what should be shown,
By the stars of June,
The west winds blew, the Mountains wept,
The rivers lost there shine,
And all the while the world still slept,
Unaware of passing time,
The ground did quake and sky grew black,
As darkness ate the dawn,
Foulest creatures then came back,
And evil was reborn,
No stars then shone up in the sky,
And moon was hid away,
Instead of birds the dragons fly,
To wait for coming day,
Ancient creatures of evils make,
Walked the world once more,
Fouler creature did awake,
From mountains to the shore,
And hope was lost upon the sands,
Where last the light had gone,
And darkness reigned across the lands,
But still the world slept on.
"there's only one way to win a war: shout, shout, and shout again!" - The Duke of Wellington ((Blackadder - Stephen Fry))
This is my latest addition to my poems list. I adds to my Lord of the Rings/Hobbit/Silmarillion list.
Beneath the trees,
And westward breeze,
Where dwell the star-light born,
Where running streams,
And fondest dreams,
Await no dusk nor dawn.
Far beautiful the lady there,
Who catches star-light in her hair,
And dances to the forest sound,
And sings to those who stand aground.
Do you hear the forest sing?
And the river bells that ring?
Beneath the stars she dances still,
As she sings before the king,
About a long forgotten thing,
And beauty then surpasses will.
And still she whispers into breeze,
That thread between the swaying trees,
And many to that voice have fell,
To Luthien Tinuviel.
"there's only one way to win a war: shout, shout, and shout again!" - The Duke of Wellington ((Blackadder - Stephen Fry))
10-13-2004 06:21 PM
But I must say I like some of your others much better
