{"id":101600,"date":"2016-08-22T00:46:56","date_gmt":"2016-08-22T05:46:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.theonering.net\/torwp\/?page_id=101600"},"modified":"2016-09-26T04:09:20","modified_gmt":"2016-09-26T09:09:20","slug":"the-great-hall-of-poets-august-2016","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.theonering.net\/torwp\/the-great-hall-of-poets\/the-great-hall-of-poets-august-2016\/","title":{"rendered":"The Great Hall of Poets – August 2016"},"content":{"rendered":"

Laer C\u00fa Beleg<\/strong>\u200b<\/h4>\n

\u200bBy Jennifer “Lover of Lembas”<\/em><\/p>\n

The string was pulled,
\nThe string was taut,
\nThe arrow loosed,
\nThe wind it caught.<\/p>\n

Far over hill and dale it soared,
\nTo serve both friend and mighty lord.
\nPursuing one with cursed name,
\nThrough peril and through fire and flame.<\/p>\n

Strong friend was he, both brave and true,
\nHis strength and fire ever grew,
\nUntil a flame that burned as bright,
\nAs Silmarils in evening light.<\/p>\n

His love was but to defend,
\nHe was a true and loyal friend,
\nValor and honor were his wont,
\nAnd it led him to a bitter end.<\/p>\n

Against evil he bravely fought,
\nBut evil was the one he sought,
\nWho pierced him through with frozen blade,
\nAnd only pain and sorrow brought.<\/p>\n

No more in fair woods will he sing,
\nNo evening light or glow he bring.
\nThese woods are barren wasted lands,
\nWrought with lament for truest friend.<\/p>\n

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

History Passing<\/strong><\/h4>\n

by: \u00a0Quellind<\/em><\/p>\n

(setting: Mycenae, circa 1500 B.C.)<\/p>\n

“Atlantis”? No, my grandson
\nYour wise priests intone awry
\nHear and mark, for truth is passing
\nInto myth! Recite, as I:<\/p>\n

When the mercy of the gods
\nCast the pride of Men-folk down
\nSailed the Remnant from once-sacred shores
\nAnd watched their brethren drown<\/p>\n

While the hammer of Ar-Pharazon
\nMade land on Aman’s shore
\nStruck with wounds, Isildur bled and fled
\nHis home to see no more<\/p>\n

But bore he in his bosom
\nHis kin’s hope for brighter day
\nAnd the White Tree’s sapling yet would grow
\nAs his line throned did stay<\/p>\n

They called it “Atalante”
\nWhen the Isle of Promise fell
\nBut its given name was Numenor
\nIf old tales we would tell<\/p>\n

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

Arwen to Elrond<\/strong><\/h4>\n

by: Harpreet<\/em><\/p>\n

I have loved the sadness of his quiet face,
\nI have understood the despair in his eyes,
\nI have known his aura, his hope, his grace,
\nAnd the age-old guilt which in his soul lies.<\/p>\n

I have soothed his brow and felt the blades,
\nI have tried to ease constant pain by touch;
\nHe\u2019s love to me, and now when all life fades,
\nDeath, when compared to this love, is not much.<\/p>\n

I have chosen enveloping darkness,
\nI have spurned the last of the passing ships,
\nI have shunned every sign of weakness,
\nFor the memory of his eyes, his lips.<\/p>\n

If Aman promised me my share of bliss,
\nI care not, for, in his heart, I have this.<\/p>\n

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

<\/h4>\n

Dragon Sickness<\/strong><\/h4>\n

By Kili’s Runestone<\/em><\/p>\n

Shining embers long forgot,
\n\u2018Flect in eyes that long besought,
\nJangling, tinkling, dreadful hoard,
\nHe stumbles on, stumbles toward,
\nHis treasure beneath the carven stones.<\/p>\n

Mad delight in glist\u2019ning gold,
\nHeart grows silvered, ghastly cold.
\nWhat flame is this, scorching soul?
\nHis eyes are burning, blazing coal.
\nThe fire feeds him, but burns his bones.<\/p>\n

This is not a dragon\u2019s flame,
\nDragon sickness, that to blame,
\nLaughing, rasping, growling, sick,
\nCrawling, slinking, breathing quick,
\nIn halls of fraudulent, glitt\u2019ring thrones.<\/p>\n

~~ * ~~<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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