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Poetry Contest

Write a poem based off Tolkien's work

Hello everyone! I'm a huge fan of Tolkien's work, and I've noticed a few people here are as well. I invite you all to write based off of this incredible world, either for a specific character or an event that occurred in the lore. The rules are the following:

1. Maximum 3 poems per participant
2. No collaborations (ironic on my part, but it's for the sake of choosing a winner easily)
3. Please clarify on who or what you're writing about
4. No word limit, but please don't make it terribly long (that's what short stories are for)
5. Have fun!

If you have any question, feel free to message me.

MaryWalker
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[ Tolkien ] 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 collapsing lines          
fury of axe upon tin shield          
Flaming volley raining down          
Death everywhere on battlefield          
        
Dodging 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, fume---         
I choke for breath in the woolen air          
before me as if a bloody, swollen 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 by this awful burial shroud          
     
It takes everything in me to carry on        
lamenting the fallen        
and through tears          
        
I wail aloud          
        
Now you shall taste          
the deadly kiss of this blade          
Far from timid lass          
I am no servant maid          
The mold of my destiny          
long ago was cast;          
forged for battle      
I was made          
        
And if I remain standing          
when darkness has passed          
in fleeting moments of life      
your very last        
     
if your ego is that demanding          
take it as an insult to your pride             
wear it like a crown          
on this very day    
         
you will have died          
        
Under dawning sky          
when 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          
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    
     
 
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[ Tolkien ] The March Of The Ents

       
From the highest winding branch          
down to the deepest gnarled root          
and furthermost wavering leaf        
         
the decision is moot          
         
Moot moot moot moot          
Moot moot moot moot
       
         
Here no more for ourselves          
we are off to help the Little Ones          
and Men and Dwarves and Elves          
Having endured many moons and suns          
         
dating back to ages ancient          
in this constantly changing world          
our existence becoming rapidly spent          
       
Coming 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          
---take it not lightly, nor for granted          
as we move with little speed          
         
And though we may be hewn of every limb;          
from biting axes, sap may bleed          
Tell the wizard we've 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!          
Accursed, black stone monument!          
         
Spells from Isengard may be our demise          
Flood every trench, shaft and vent!          
Drive out Saruman once White and wise          
       
To Sauron let this message be sent ...        
         
we are Ent          
         
Moot moot moot moot          
Moot moot moot moot
       
         
         
 
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[ Bad Raps ] As The Nazgul Raps

     
Witch KING?      
This KING      
One of the Nine      
servING the Dark Lord of BLING      
R-I-N-G;      
that's spells RING      
Listen up, GolLUM -      
let me TELL you SOMETHING!      
What is your WRATH      
COMpared to the MIGHT of a WRAITH      
who lives to CREEP in the DEAD of NIGHT?      
Impaling hobbits in their SLEEP      
scar'UM to death with FRIGHT      
BREAK their FAITH      
MAKE'UM WEEP      
while I TAKE deLIGHT      
A wreath of iron THORNs      
ADORNs me with a crown of DREAD      
Just you try to PUMPING me FULL of LEAD      
Getcha SUMTING AIGHT;      
A MORNing STAR upside the HEAD      
Yeah, that's RIGHT      
That's what I SAID,      
beeYOTCH      
yo-YO-yo-YO-yo      
I'ma a NazGUL      
Nasty ass FELow minus a SOUL      
Bat outta HELL      
riding a FELL BIRD with a stinky CROTCH      
SO foul and SMELLY      
Flying fast and furiousLY FAR      
straight out of AngMAR      
Mister G      
WORD      
 
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Middle~Earth〽️

Swathed in drifting mist and fires' smoke,
Thunderous drums as daylight fades.

Songs of ancient clans drown whispers
Of their women's woolen skirt hems,

While the dance builds, a moon eclipsed,
Blood rises this summer solstice.

A melodic cauldron is stirred,
Dulcimer strings and fidd’ler's bow,

Quickened bravado of their feet
Sway bare across long wooden planks.

Black-wing’d souls spin o’er village roofs,
Their calls carry the hearts & minds

Of warriors in the clannish hills,
Forging new swords, bathing the blades

In the falls’ crest cascading down
Toward the rolling emerald valley,

Where dragons, circ’ling low, await
The feast they know will come tonight.

Starlit eyes stare long at their flight,
Yearning a journey ‘cross the sea.

Where friends seek, darkness is at bay,
Wizards, unaware of night's crawl,

Travel through ages of magic
To summer nights, when fireworks

Shaped as the shadows of dragons,
Are the only sorcery seen.
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Dawn at Helm’s Deep

The attack went on throughout the night,
Neither man or dwarf, nor elf got sleep,
And as they endured the drawn out fight,
They started losing hope at Helm’s Deep.
Then many orcs broke through the doors,
When the onslaught came in a great heap,
The enemy advanced by great scores,
Hope seemed lost defending Helm's Deep.
But then Aragorn remembered the words,
"On the fifth day, at dawn, look to the east,"
At first light they gathered their strength,
Hope had revived to defend Helm’s Deep.
"Ride out with me" Aragorn told the king,
"Ride out and meet them" without retreat,
For the people the king agreed with faith,
For the horn will sound again in the deep.
Theoden king and many of his companions,
Charged outside the doors in a great leap,
Slaying the enemy at the gates,
Taking one last stand at Helm’s Deep.
And as they counterattacked at the bridge,
The glimmer of hope became complete,
For in the distance stood a beacon of light,
Coming to the aid of Helm’s Deep.

Gandalf arrived on the back of Shadowfax,
Eomer gathered the Rohirrim in a great fleet,
"For the king!" they thundered,
Coming to the aid of Helm’s Deep.
And as they charged down the hill to fight,
The sun rose behind them blinding the enemy,
Led by the wizard Gandalf, clad in white,
Dawn and hope had come to Helm’s Deep.


A wizard is never late…nor is he early.
He arrives precisely when he means to.

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[quote-429872-wallyroo92]Dawn at Helm’s Deep

Thank you for your entry! I enjoyed reading it.

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Are we allowed 3 entries per account or just 3 entries per human being with multiple accounts?

I do have more poems I could post, beyond the 3 I have already posted.

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Magnetron said:Are we allowed 3 entries per account or just 3 entries per human being with multiple accounts?

I do have more poems I could post, beyond the 3 I have already posted.


Hi Magnetron. It's 3 entries per account.

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LunasChild8 said:

Hi Magnetron. It's 3 entries per account.


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[ Tolkien ] A Mere Trinket

          
Hold me in your hand            
            
Such an ordinary metal band        
i am
     so shiny        
G O L D        
     reflected      
in your eyes---              
cool, its touch  
upon warm fingers              
as wraithing hands writhe        
in desperation, sensing  
POWER that still lingers;      
              
Forged in Mount Doom's molten rift              
where flames burned white-hot fervent            
Distrust fanned between Elf, Dwarf, and Man            
as Nine crowned became His servant              
             
Little Halfling            
bring me to Him              
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 to black           
             
No  
looking  
back           
             
             
 
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[ Tolkien ] The Doom Of Man

            
Doooooom            
             
Dooom dooom            
             
Doooooom            
             
Dooom dooom            
             
Hear the drums beat            
ground shaking beneath feet;         
the very earth is coming alive!            
Pulse of ten-thousand strong            
marching swiftly along            
without break in rhythm            
or mistep in their stride            
             
Fueled by hatred            
Inhumanity crossbred            
---tormented existence        
wretched, despised            
Whips lashed against backs            
Rank and file tracks            
as they press onward            
in the chill of the night            
             
Cold rain            
steadily in deadfall            
Front lines come halt            
beyond the great stone wall            
Now the hour is here            
Succumb to every fear            
Make a final stand            
Death come for one and all            
       
Man and Elf together           
embrace the horror at hand            
fighting side by side;            
testament to dark days            
as volley after volley            
of flaming catapult shot            
shatters collapsing towers            
upon bodies left to rot            
Battlements overthrown            
fires raging hot            
           
and on through the maelstrom            
beat the war drums            
             
Doooooom              
             
Dooom dooom            
             
Doooooom            
             
Dooom dooom        
             
All the while the White Wizard laughs           
             
Doom doom doom doom            
             
as the Age of Men            
comes crashing down            
in miserable end            
---nowhere to hide            
Time has come now            
for Orc and Machine            
smashing legendary refuge              
into mountainside            
Fire undoing stone            
Helms Deep overthrown            
           
and on through the maelstrom            
beat the war drums            
             
Doooooom            
             
Dooom dooom            
             
Doooooom            
             
Dooom dooom            
             
Doooooooooooom            
     
     
     
     
 
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A Halfling's Might


Less comely they, than some    
the ruddy folk from Anduin      
curled on end and end    
grown by stream and sweeping hill    
full and free    
and round with song    
     
A loamy undertone - a softness    
of ferns in spring and thawing home    
ever veiled from unknown stone    
and war    
and thrones    
and blood      
and bone    
     
A strange way to bend one's toes    
padding past peril    
upon wind raped hills      
chill with wraiths - pale plateaus    
a lilting flute amongst roars    
a plucked fiddle string amongst screams    
a glacial blue blade      
hewing through the dead and matte    
     
Breaths of red in lungs of green    
hearts like hauberks hastening fast    
a rope    
a pan    
a pottage set      
   
The compass eastward treads in tattered trousers    
Amon Hen and marshes dead    
an eyebright might when all lights perish    
finer in valor than kings of old    
     
A firm footing over flame      
sigils flicker hellish as darkness burning    
emerging as magics converge    
a flash of blinding white      
a lunge and plunging into night    
cries follow from the smallfolks' souls 
     
Far from friend      
or farm    
or frond    
deep in draught and oaken arms    
creaking through a murky dusk    
a dream of hoary meetings speak      
a green leaf gleaming on the grass    
     
A hope in gray    
cloaks fasten as fellows fail; and fall    
adrift in gifted elvin grace    
with faces staunch, black from havoc    
ringlets snarled atop such low, but noble heads      
     
A sting in sallow-soft death      
over stairways slick in oily evils    
passing under shrieking spies    
defiance of the lidless eye      
     
Assailing smoke in shrouds of shadow      
ascent beneath the stare of death    
a will of gold    
a hero's toil    
to cast that ceaseless stranglehold    
into Sauron's endless boil    
     
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First off, a huge thank you to everyone who participated in my competition! I'm so glad to see other Tolkien fans here, and it was quite difficult for me to choose a winner. Alas, here's my explanation:

MaryWalker: Your entry, "Eowyn's Song", is absolutely brilliant. Eowyn is strong and respectable, not afraid to defy the social norms of her time and country. The descriptions you've used provide a fantastic imagery of the battlefield as Eowyn slays enemy after enemy, finding the will to continue on even though her kin die around her. She was meant to fulfill her destiny prophesied by Glorfindel centuries before. For you, shield maiden, I offer thee a shield trophy.  

AEMelia: I adored your poem about Melian the maiar and the most notable events of her long life. I felt the magic that occurred when she first met Thingol and the love they instantly felt for one another. The love and grief that Luthien brought them in life and with her death. Melian's life is bittersweet, and you've captured that element excellently.

AtoMikbomb: Hobbits are such innocent and cute creatures. I personally think that they've been grossly underestimated, and the LOTR trilogy proved it. It's a shame the trauma that Frodo had to go through to the point that he had to sail to Valinor just to life out his life in peace. Gandalf said it best in the first Hobbit move; "Saruman believes it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. I have found it is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay... simple acts of kindness and love. Why Bilbo Baggins? Perhaps it is because I am afraid, and he gives me courage."

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