A Tolkein Moment

Submitted by James on Thu, 09/25/2008 - 22:33

I sit with pen and ink in hand,
Before me, pages white;
My mind is filled with visions grand
As I begin to write.

My thoughts depart my cluttered floor
And leave my earthly home,
And take instead to wond’ring o’er
The places legends roam.

My eye now rich, deep beauty finds
In curling scripts, and tongue,
The kind devised by Elven minds
When Middle-Earth was young.

I hear the ring of pick and ax!
Beneath the mountain deep,
Before the evil one attacks;
While Sauron’s hoards still sleep.

I see the quiet, sturdy folk
Who dwell by Anduin,
The Harfoots, and the Stoors who soak
The river’s water in.

I also see the Greenwood’s shade
Where danced the Fallohides,
Who now, with sorrow, plans have made
To cross the mountainsides.

I see the Greenwood fill with mirk;
An evil shadow falls.
A menace haunts, and spiders lurk,
Outside the Wood Elves’ halls.

The Harfoots, Stoors, and Fallohides
Abandon hole, and roam
Until they come to mountainsides,
And cross, to find a home.

The Necromancer looks in vain;
He’s heard that It was here –
His source of power, the High King’s Bane,
Went down, to disappear.

Against such power, man can’t defend;
So Isildur, he fell.
Of Sméagol, and his nasty trend,
The records do not tell.

The legend of a man who fell,
Whose line will rule again –
The curling scripts of elves will tell
When legends reach their end.

The misty mountains blur, and fade,
As in my chair I lay;
This world is not completely made,
’Twill wait another day.

I get up from my desk, and then,
With pipe and staff in hand
I stroll outside, while I pretend
I’m in that distant land.

Author's age when written

I wrote this today in about an hour. I've always wondered what it must have been like to be J. R. R. Tolkein, and what kinds of things would go through his mind. So this is how I imagine it.



"There are no great men of God. There are only pitiful, sorry men whose God is great beyond measure." - Paul Washer [originally Jonathan Edwards]

That was amazing, James. I love it!

And now our hearts will beat in time/You say I am yours and you are mine...
Michelle Tumes, "There Goes My Love"

This is great!

Love me, love my friends.
-Anne of the Island

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

James, that was amazing.
... that's all I have words to say right now, it's amazing.

I wasn't sure exactly where the poem would go when I started writing it... it was an advernture in itself, and fun to write. I'm glad you all enjoyed it!

"The idea that we should approach science without a philosophy is itself a philosophy... and a bad one, because it is self-refuting." -- Dr. Jason Lisle

Wow, I wish I had noticed this earlier! I probably would have read it many times over by now. :D
Awesome, awesome poem!!

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

It makes me want to learn the Angethas or Tengwar and download as fonts.
The Word is alive/and it cuts like a sword through the darkness
With a message of life to the hopeless/and afraid...

~"The Word is Alive' by Casting Crowns

May my words be a light that guides others to the True Light and Word.

Formerly Kestrel