Post by Admin on Sept 12, 2022 20:07:42 GMT
Author: Cassie Hughes
Rating: K
Summary: A Short poem for the ingredients challenge inspired by Sam Gamgee’s words regarding hope, sunrise and the stars.
Author Note: “Above all shadows rides the sun and stars forever dwell” – Sam Gamgee, Return of the King Book VI Chapter 1
Greenwood fair now sinks beneath a tide of dark despair,
Its beauty marred and blemished by corruption brought to bear
upon the land and people giving all they have and more,
By Sauron and his minions in this war to end all wars.
The grass once lush and verdant in the glades where lovers met,
Has withered, rotted and decayed, despoiled by orcish tread,
And trees once tall and proud droop branches heavy with disease,
The leaves that lent their name now nothing more than memories.
Whilst skeins of sticky spider webs ensnare unwary folk,
Unwholesome thick miasma every living thing does choke,
It breaks the heart of all who knew its glory and its fame,
To know that Eryn Galen now has Mirkwood for a name.
Yet high above the canopy for those who dare ascend,
Lie wonders still beyond compare that darkness can transend,
Here clouds of cobalt butterflies play tag and ride the breeze
As sunrise paints the sky with hopeful fingers vowing peace
The stars that Varda did create illuminate at night,
Earendils vessel brightest with a gleam of purest white
To show that naught is set in stone, the forest may be freed,
Regain its majesty, its might, be clad once more in green.
This girdle through the wilderland where wild and strange folk dwell,
That both is deemed as beautiful yet dangerous as well,
Exhibits to the world there is no reason to despair,
For high above its canopy the Greenwood is still fair.
Rating: K
Summary: A Short poem for the ingredients challenge inspired by Sam Gamgee’s words regarding hope, sunrise and the stars.
Author Note: “Above all shadows rides the sun and stars forever dwell” – Sam Gamgee, Return of the King Book VI Chapter 1
Greenwood fair now sinks beneath a tide of dark despair,
Its beauty marred and blemished by corruption brought to bear
upon the land and people giving all they have and more,
By Sauron and his minions in this war to end all wars.
The grass once lush and verdant in the glades where lovers met,
Has withered, rotted and decayed, despoiled by orcish tread,
And trees once tall and proud droop branches heavy with disease,
The leaves that lent their name now nothing more than memories.
Whilst skeins of sticky spider webs ensnare unwary folk,
Unwholesome thick miasma every living thing does choke,
It breaks the heart of all who knew its glory and its fame,
To know that Eryn Galen now has Mirkwood for a name.
Yet high above the canopy for those who dare ascend,
Lie wonders still beyond compare that darkness can transend,
Here clouds of cobalt butterflies play tag and ride the breeze
As sunrise paints the sky with hopeful fingers vowing peace
The stars that Varda did create illuminate at night,
Earendils vessel brightest with a gleam of purest white
To show that naught is set in stone, the forest may be freed,
Regain its majesty, its might, be clad once more in green.
This girdle through the wilderland where wild and strange folk dwell,
That both is deemed as beautiful yet dangerous as well,
Exhibits to the world there is no reason to despair,
For high above its canopy the Greenwood is still fair.