Words beneath a dappled sky

Even as he sought to hold it,
His fate was surely sealed.
He reached for his life, but only Death took his hand,
In a grip that he had not the strength to break.

Gollum makes his final move and is cursed by the very thing he desires.

The word "doom" is one of those odd things in the English language that has such a dark and fateful meaning but sounds a bit silly. I immediately think of cartoonish The End is Nigh type monks waving wooden signs and chanting "Dooom! Doooooooom!" which makes it difficult to use in serious poetry. I finally chose to use it here because Tolkien chose it specifically and used it specifically and nothing else really quite works. Was it fate or a bane? No, not quite...it really was doom.

Touch of Doom
( Yes, he knew it all too well and deep )
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Lighting those trailing threads of life
On an austere, stony, fallen brow

We reach the Crossroads with its fallen, flower-crowned king and decisions to be made that are not truly choices - with it an unusual piece on Gollum that was a poetic exercise in an unusual form from the 13th century.

No Other Way
( Herein lies the point of decision )
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Poor Smeagol Harms Not Master
( All the moanings merely madness; the whispers call though often fall to bickering and sadness )
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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 )

Not quite the same as getting your knickers in a twist, but darn close.

Anyone who has spent much time knocking about the 'net in just about any fandom has run across that infamous game in which random nouns in popular quotes are changed to "pants" thus providing hours of non-intellectual amusement for sleep-deprived people.

Which brings me to this - a set of parodies patterned on Tolkien's verses all run through a 'pants' filter. *snert*
( O! Long, long pants are a noble thing! )

A/N: The drabbling continues! These are a few of the lighter ones I've come across in my digging through my archives. Some of these I really *can't* explain - I'm not even sure there could be a rational explanation for them, they're just cracky.

( Gollums )
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( True Love )
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( A Keg Dawn Rises )
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( Part the Second: Gondor Calls for Ade! )
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( Surfin' the Pelennor )
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( Cirdan's Beard )
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( The Last Ship Out (in three parts) )
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( Spider-spit )
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( Squibs )