{"id":100549,"date":"2016-03-20T23:17:44","date_gmt":"2016-03-21T04:17:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.theonering.net\/torwp\/?page_id=100549"},"modified":"2016-03-20T23:17:44","modified_gmt":"2016-03-21T04:17:44","slug":"the-great-hall-of-poets-march-2016","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.theonering.net\/torwp\/the-great-hall-of-poets\/the-great-hall-of-poets-march-2016\/","title":{"rendered":"The Great Hall of Poets – March 2016"},"content":{"rendered":"

Aragorn the D\u00fanedain<\/strong><\/h4>\n

by Lydwina Marie<\/em><\/p>\n

Upon the pinnacle of stone
\nhe stood on high; he was alone
\nsave for the whisp\u2019ring wind above,
\nflying to the far sea he loved.<\/p>\n

His raven hair was blown aloft
\nbefore the coming foe was crossed
\nwith evil cries, and cunning leers,
\nagainst the steadfast Elven spears.<\/p>\n

Far in the North a strong wind blew,
\nthe Elf-host came; on wings they flew
\nto Gondor\u2019s aid, though doubtful they
\nwere of victory that dark day.<\/p>\n

His fie\u2019ry keen eyes pierced the clouds
\nthat over moon and stars were shrouds.
\nHis eye could see the flaming land
\nof Mordor, place of Sauron\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n

\u201cArwen! Beloved, the most fair,
\nmy L\u00fathien, with raven hair!\u201d
\nHis cry was borne upon the air
\nto lands far distant that were fair.<\/p>\n

\u201cAragorn!\u201d her sweet voice flew back,
\n\u201cYour courage is not what you lack.
\nConfidence, in these evil times,
\nwould serve you more than faithless mimes.\u201d<\/p>\n

High in the sky, one star still shone \u2013
\nElbereth, on the gloaming lawn
\nof Valinor, the Elven home,
\nwherein fair Elves forever roam.<\/p>\n

Arwen looked upon this star,
\nclose it seemed, yet it was far:
\n\u201cIl\u00favatar, I pray that you
\nwould guard him in what he\u2019s to do.\u201d<\/p>\n

Upon the pinnacle of stone,
\nstill he stood; he was alone,
\nwhile through the dusk the night breeze blew
\no\u2019er Aragorn, the King anew.<\/p>\n

~~ * ~~<\/p>\n

The One<\/strong><\/h4>\n

by The Gr\u00e9y Elf<\/em><\/p>\n

Once,
\nthere was The One
\nThere, then
\nnot there
\nWither opened
\nthe Unlidded’s stare
\nFrom iron glove and
\nglass sand to
\na humble halfling’s hand,
\nit preyed for salvation,
\nthe ring,
\nthe Fell Snare<\/p>\n

~~ * ~~<\/p>\n

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