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Amid the green and golden,
Light settling in your hair.


Thoughts on Galadriel, whose own hand was involved in the weaving of the Lorien cloaks.

Green and Golden
When in the green and golden )
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Then in contentment, my searching done;
My final tale told in full, my wandering at an end,
I could recline this aged head to
Rest. In peace I could at last lay down,
And breathe out my last breath
With my Lady's name upon my lips.


Again from the Appendices as we draw the adventure to a close: an aged Gimli sets sail with Legolas, Galadriel's lock still set within its crystal. I'm tagging this with 'romance' only in the sense that it is a matter of the heart. With it I am including Galadriel's Message, which takes her message to him and uses each word to guide a full poem.

Lockbearer
Lockbearer, where have you gone? Over the seas, the wide seas to find you. )
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Galadriel's Message
Greeting that I give you now, my Lockbearer, a bearer of heart's treasure )
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Sam's Box

Dec. 22nd, 2009 05:56 pm
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Plant it carefully, Sam

What better symbol of healing, and what finer gift? A piece for Sam's bit of earth entrusted to him, better than any gold.

Sam's Box
Entrusted to your gardener’s heart )
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Do not grieve that you yet have life

Galadriel's words to Gimli, who mourned for the loss of the glory his kind once knew - an amazing kindness between them, a comfort and a clear message of wisdom from one who knew intimately of the ravages Time could bring and the passing of seasons. With it I'm including Crystal Imperishable for the gift she bestowed on him and the faithful admiration he gave in return.

Grieve Not
Fair were their days, and though darkness claims them now, It shall not claim you )
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Crystal Imperishable
For this I will release my words spoke ill against your kind )
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White and golden, gold and white

A longer poem in homage to the beauty and peace of timeless Lothlorien, Dreamflower.

With it I'm placing a sonnet written from Aragorn's point of view as he returns to Lorien, remembering his time there with Arwen in the past.

Lothlorien
The ageless hues of morning and evening; Silver stars and starry blossoms )
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Returning to Lorien
My longing, this forgotten realm of gold )
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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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