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The Minions of Morgoth

Savaja
Dangerous Mind
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What of the Entwives?


I've always wondered
What
of the Entwives?


I hoped that they were happy.


I feared, though, for Middle Earth could be fraught with so much deviltry.


As wise as sentient trees can be, their sap oft-times runs slowly.


And, for such evil as roams free, abandonedly, the Entwives may have been ill-prepared.

When I think thus, I grow quite anxious imagining their fate.
I admit, as well, I harbor anger towards the Ents, who say that they lost them.

I wonder how, when you care deeply (as surely trees, whose roots are deep and thus so much more substantial) and are innately connected to someone, you can forget even that.


And, then I think two separate things: here they are for what they're worth.


First, mayhap, Tolkien had a lesson in this for us to glean. I won't belabor that point. We can each take it as we find it.


Second, mayhap, this lesson is too much for us to truly grasp. A lesson taught in trees and love between them, yet the story remains unfinished perhaps because it became too deep to complete for we are wholly different creatures.


Our lives are quite finite in comparison to trees. It's possible we know nothing of love or freedom or commitment, nothing like what trees do. And, sentient trees, so much the more. Who can tell?


Of course, I could be over-thinking this.
It is, after all, just fantasy.

Savaja
Dangerous Mind
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Forum Posts: 186

Me in Middle Earth


While
I
Fantasize
Of
Being
An
Elf

And here, in truth, I'm human

In Middle Earth, it's highly likely
I'd
Be
A
Hobbit

While I'd love to flow with ethereal grace
All over hearth, home, and every other place
It's barefoot I'd be, for sure
My connection to the earth pure, undiluted, no taint

Now, I can hear you loud and clear
Elves have that connection, too, true and dear
And I agree, which is why I could harbor my brief fantasy
I'll tell you why, you'll see; I'm no Elf, but a Hobbit through and through, you'll simply have to accede.

Feet bare have we established first, shoes now I hardly tolerate.

Next on the list is food. Hobbits have a well-known penchant for meals and snacks throughout the day and cooking is their art.
In ideal circumstance, I'd cook just what I imagined each day for food is my sumptuous plaything.


Mayhap
Most
Of
All
I'd be a Hobbit because I'd want to bring comfort to everyone and live in comfort too.



Okay, I have a confession to make. :-p

This piece really isn't done, but I wanted it to be here because of its attempt to answer your initial query, HadesRising, about what we'd be if we were in Middle Earth. I really haven't had the energy to mess with it more. Eventually, I may. I just wanted it here because it fits, though it's incomplete. Forgive me, by your leave, please, for that, luv... :-*

HadesRising
Tyrant of Words
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you guys and gals, made this difficult for me. Thanks, I thoroughly enjoyed it. But there can be only one winner.

TomVitolo
Strange Creature
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Prisoner of mordor
Listen to the salt pour
Listen to my soft porn
Prisoner of her torch
Glisten in my frost world
Demolition your world
I feel alive for the fifth time in my life
The first four died but this one feels right
Elephant your room
Elevate your life

HadesRising
Tyrant of Words
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sorry, Tom, you are too late

Magnetron
Fire of Insight
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Joined 20th July 2014
Forum Posts: 433

Woohoo!

I shall celebrate and shake me newfound booty about to the tune of more Tolkien pomes.

Magnetron
Fire of Insight
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http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/173315-a-mere-trinket/


A Mere Trinket


Hold me in your hand

Such an ordinary metal band I am
Shiny
Gold reflected in your widened eyes
So cool the touch upon your fingers
As ancient hands grasping for control
Sense the power that still lingers

Pick up the pace, my little Master

You can afford to walk just a little faster
Now
After biding the ages under water for so long
Later coveted in the darkest of caves
Grinding the weakest of minds in a slaughter
Becoming master to the slaves

Try me on for size

While I regale you with stories full of beautiful
Lies
Being whispered, calling you by name
Face the great Eye burning in mystery
Always seeking this mere trinket long forgotten
That should have never slipped out of history

Journey forth to the lands of Mordor

With this kingly gift that I am so
Precious
Ring forged long ago in a molten rift
Where flames of jealousy burned white hot fervent
Fanning the distrust between Elf and Dwarf
As nine crowned men each became a servant

Little Halfing
Bring Him the ring
And Our armies will sing
Songs reveling about you
For what its worth
A King of Middle Earth you will be made

Now, fade


Let yourself fade away


Fade to black

Magnetron
Fire of Insight
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This one still needs some work.


Last Ride Of King Theoden


Black are the clouds spanning the horizon
Dark as my dreams have been of late

If these are to be the final days of Men
We shall make such an end of this fate
Die before breaking to live in chains

The sound of our hooves shall shake the very plains
Beneath the feet of our enemies
Every last foul beast
Witness them tremble
Hear them howl

Tonight, we ride East

Sound the ralley horn
Muster the Rohirrim
Fathers and Brothers
As many sons as you can allow
Let these dark hordes know
We shall them suffer no further
Not ever

We are the Horse Lords
And we are coming for you now

Ride swift
Towards doom and ruin

Ride hard
Not for want of glory or with false pride

Ride now
Mighty warriors of Rohan

Into battle
For what is certain to be our last ride

Magnetron
Fire of Insight
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http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/173314-the-march-of-the-ents/


The March Of The Ents


From the highest winding branch
Down to the deepest gnarled root
To the furthermost wavering leaf

The decision is moot

Moot moot moot moot
Moot moot moot moot


Here no more are we for ourselves
We are off to help the little ones
And Men and Dwarves and Elves
Endured we have many moons and suns

Dating back to ages ancient
In this constantly changing world
Our existence is becoming rapidly spent
We come now with leaves unfurled

We are Ent

Moot moot moot moot
Moot moot moot moot


The wrath to avenge our planted
Friends of acorn, nut, and seed
Is a thing not to be taken for granted
Though we may move with little speed

And we may be torn of every limb
From biting axes sap may bleed
Tell the wizard we come for him
A warning he should seriously heed

We are Ent

Moot moot moot moot
Moot moot moot moot


From Fangorn we march, drawing near
To tear apart and smash and rent!
The largest cog, the smallest gear
Of the cursed black stone monument

Sorcery from Isengard may be our demise
Flood every trench, shaft and vent
Drive out Saruman the once Wise
To Sauron let this be the message sent

We are Ent

Moot moot moot moot
Moot moot moot moot

Magnetron
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http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/172983-eowyns-song/


Eowyn's Song


Running
I sprint
Dashing into war
Not in want to make a name for myself
Leaving such a fool's misguided folly
To the unrequited sycophantic

No opportunity for despair
Fewer moments to spare for melancholy
Unwavering is the gilded blade
I wield impossibly in the frantic

Charging through the collapsing lines
Fury of the axe upon tin shield
Flaming volley raining down
Everywhere around me on the battlefield

Dodging the poisoned tips of spears
Becoming painfully numb to my fears
As I watch yet another mother's son
Die within the prime of his years

A weaving of mist, ash and fume
I choke for breath in the woolen air
Draped across the plain as if a bloody wound
Nursed without any tender care

Too late for any promises to keep
As I venture deep into the foray
To find more of my kin
Have come to lay

Dead and broken
Their fate, an eternal sleep
Blanketed underneath this awful burial shroud
It takes everything in me to carry onward

Lamenting the fallen
And through the tears
I wail aloud

Now you shall taste
The deadly sweet kiss of my blade
Far from being a timid lass
I am no servant maid
The mold of my destiny
Long ago, it was cast
Forged for this battle now
I was made

And if I remain standing
When this darkness has passed
In the fleeting moments
Of your life, your very last

If your ego is that demanding
Take it as an insult to your pride

And wear it like a crown
On this very day
That you will have died

Under dawning sky
When the morning star comes around
You may shatter my bones, but I will not break
No swinging hammer shall ever bring me down
If any can

In a lifetime spent unafraid to die
And having lived quietly in the shadows of men
Now hear the rage in my voice, my battle cry
Hear it loud
Suffer me now

I am no man

Magnetron
Fire of Insight
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Forum Posts: 433

And just submitted this today because I overlooked it.


http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/178498-the-doom-of-man/


The Doom Of Man


Listen, in the distance

Doooooom

Again, there it is

Dooom dooom

Sounding of the war drums

Doooooom

Movement on the horizon

Dooom dooom

Wait

Stand your ground

The final hour is drawing near

Doom doom doom doom

Hear the drums beat
Ground shaking beneath your feet
As if the very earth is coming alive
With a pulse of ten-thousand strong
Marching swiftly along
Without break in their rhythm
Or mistep in their stride

Fueled by hatred
From an insanity crossbred
Tormented existence, wretched, despised
Whips lashed against their backs
Hills blemished with rank and file tracks
As they continue pressing onward
In the chill of the night

Cold rain
Begins it's steady fall
As their front lines come to a halt
Beyond the great stone wall
And now the hour is here
To succumb to everything you fear
No choice but to make a final stand
Death has come for one and all

Together,
Elf and Man
Embrace the horror at hand
Fighting side by side
A testament to these dark times
As volley after volley
Of flaming catapult shot
Shatters, collapses towers
Upon bodies left to rot
Battlements overthrown
The fires raging hot
And on through the maelstrom
Beat the war drums

Doooooom

Dooom dooom

Doooooom

Dooom dooom

Retreat

The wall is breached

All the while the White Wizard laughs

Doom doom doom doom

As the Age of Men
Begins to come crashing down
In a miserable pathetic end
With nowhere to hide
The time has come now
For the Orc and Machine
Smashing the once legendary refuge
Into the mountainside
Fire undoing stone
Helms Deep has become overthrown
And on through the maelstrom
Beat the war drums

Doooooom

Dooom dooom

Doooooom

Dooom dooom

Doom


also inspired by the song Acid Rain by The Dirty Rotten Imbeciles

poet Anonymous

amazing, Magnetron.
Congrats.
Now can you write one in Elfin...or maybe The Black Speech lingo?

Magnetron
Fire of Insight
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Forum Posts: 433

HollyDove said:amazing, Magnetron.
Congrats.
Now can you write one in Elfin...or maybe The Black Speech lingo?



Nasty Nazgul Bunghole


Oshkosh babaganoosh
Oshkosh babaganoosh

Orc come here
Pull my finger

Oshkosh babaganoosh
Oshkosh babaganoosh

Dark Lord's farts
Tend to linger







please don't take my new shiny trophy away

poet Anonymous

Nátyë necindo  :D

Savaja
Dangerous Mind
United States 11awards
Joined 30th June 2014
Forum Posts: 186

Thank you, HadesRising, for a wondrous competition! :-* Congratulations, Magnetron and sektioN8ty! :-*

And, great submissions by everyone else! :-* This was a blast! ;-D Thank you, luvs.

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