The Havens

Dec. 22nd, 2009 10:10 pm
written_leaves: (writing)
Weep
For those seeking the Havens,
For the land will be barren of much that was fair.


Another 'musical' one, this time for the Grey Havens and if I were a writer of music I would perhaps place it to an Irish tune with a lilt for the sea.

The Havens
There‚Äôs a waiting ship )
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written_leaves: (writing)
The Shire has flowered after the war.
Like waking from a dream...
Coming back to what is familiar


The shock of peacetime after the shock of war, how can the pieces of the old life be picked up again?

Falling Asleep Again
Coming home in a windswept night )
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Burial

Dec. 20th, 2009 10:57 pm
written_leaves: (illumination)
We should not be here, Pip.

Merry's heart-wrenching inquiry to Pippin when he finds him in the war-torn streets, they were both so terribly beyond anything they were intended for. This originally was carefully formatted, I've had to make do with dashes here on LJ and hope they aren't too distracting.

Burial
Are you going to bury me? )
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written_leaves: (writing)
All shadows fade eventually, don't they?

This is a longer prose-styled work, one of my first Tolkien poems and still one of my favorites. Pippin, so far from his home and in such a foreign land, waits for Gandalf in the room at Minas Tirith and looks out over the darkened, war-torn stone city.

Pippin in Gondor
How lonely is the sound of this city at night )
written_leaves: (illumination)
A sweet little verse form

The rondelet is French in origin, a short poem of a single septet (that is, 7 lines long), with only two rhymes, and one refrain, which is repeated. The result is, I think, very like flower petals working their way around a flower, small and soft but with a grace and closure I find lacking in some other short forms, such as haiku.

Outside the gate )
Leaves in the wood )
Longbottom Leaf )
Valiant maid )
In Pippin's eyes )
A silver spoon )
Beyond the sea )
There is no time )
Promised, Master )
Greenest fields )
For September 22nd )
written_leaves: (information)
Easy to read but fiendishly difficult to write. I know of what I speak - this form is very arguably the most difficult poetic form I've attempted so far. A small number of these are 'not quite pure' double-dactyls taking license with syllable count rather than properly multisyllabic singular words.

For an explanation of what a double-dactyl is, here's an intro:
http://lotrscrapbook.bookloaf.net/poetry/haiku/dactyl.html

And here we go - 15 Character Double-Dactyls, Higgledy-Piggledy )

And three double-dactyl drinks for the Road -! )
written_leaves: (booktower)
I am contemplating the veritable mountain of poetry I have, trying to decide how best to present the portions worth presenting. Haiku is a bit like potato chips, really, tiny bites that can either be savored or crunched down quickly according to mood.

A pile of Tolkien-themed haiku )
written_leaves: (illumination)
A small stack for Middle-earth

A/N: I seem to have left a scattering of drabbles wherever I've gone, like bread-crumbs on a trail through the forest. Here are a few with 'serious' intent rather than parody.

The Calling Forth of the Dead )
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The River )
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Her Ring )
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Lockholes )
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Sweet Mithlond )
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Gollum in the Lake )
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Flame of the West )
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Merry )
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Under the Earth )
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written_leaves: (amused)
Aragorn was right, they should have taken the train.

Title: Rivendell International Airport
Characters: The entire Fellowship including Bill the Pony
Wordcount: 5,667
Summary: A bit of humor considering what might have happened if the Fellowship had decided to take a plane instead of walking all that ways - would Anduril make it through security?

A/N: MEFA 2008 First Place for Humor, genre Elven Lands. Anyone who has ever gone through a modern airport can relate to the events. This piece is one of those that wrote itself rather rapidly one night and has gone on to be one of my most popular writings.

It can also be found at ff.net here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4106468/1/Rivendell_International_Airport (though "Stories of Arda" considered the setting to make it too AU to accept for their guidelines.)

'I still think we should have taken the train,' said Aragorn. )
written_leaves: (booktower)
All who saw it wondered what it meant

Title: The Passing of the Fellowship
Characters: the entire Fellowship
Wordcount: 776
Summary: The Fellowship passes by in a highly individual way.

A/N: This was a One Hour challenge piece, in which we were given a prompt from Tolkien's writings and then had one hour to chase the bouncing ball where ever it might go. Mine developed an unexpected bounce.

Gandalf walked in front... )
written_leaves: (amused)
Written for Take the Fellowship to Work Day

Title:The Fellowship go to the Library
Characters: All nine of the Fellowship plus a self-insert
Wordcount: 1716
Summary: What is says on the tin - they accompany Prim to her then-job at a grade school library.

A/N: This was written for a challenge that we show what would happen if we took the Fellowship to work with us - a very early effort in my writing (especially as evidenced by the the 'tense') but still potentially amusing to anyone who has ever been around a grade-school.

Okay! Lunches are packed? Backpacks are ready? Let's go! )
written_leaves: (explosives)
So graceful and delicate

Title: Elves at the Havens
Characters: Gandalf, Frodo, Pippin
Wordcount: 145
Summary: Some things are overrated.

...here at last, dear friends )

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