There’s magicin the musicthat dances on the air–Melian is singing!Maid and music,both are fair! A stranger,in the greenwoodpassing,hears,and pauses… Enchanted,Elf-lord reachesfor her hand…and theyat onceare one. There is magicin the meetingin the musicin the song… The worldis changedforever…andThe Songcontinues on…
Tag Archives: Poetry
Disconnection
I dreamed a house… bright within and filled with folk,their happiness and quarrelsand blessings and trials,laughter and tears,and all the things of life as folk live it,and though I sought around,front and back and sidesseeking a door, even a window left ajar, no way in was therethat I could find. A feast I dreamed,lavish and …
Sea of Glass
Across the desert floor expanding, tide flowing…glimmering under blue skyshimmering with Sun’s blessing…This ocean’s currentsare powerreturning.
Tolkien Tribute: Dark Path
Darkness Thick, engulfing… Full of hunger, full of eyes… Terror Creeping near Among the tangle of the trees… Hunger Haunting, lurking Reaching from the midnight mirk… One pathway Safe-enchanted… Such a pity that you strayed…
Tolkien Tribute: The Deep Wood Stirs
Dark, dark the rich earth where our roots sink deep.Gloomy, the air where we reach towards the sky.Long, long the years we have stood here asleep;Diminished, our peace as the ages passed by.But now we awaken to realize the creepof tendrils of smoke, drifting bitter and dry:Our borders are breached and our enemies walkUnder the …
Raw: Killing Time
Some daysI hate Time… It gives with one handexperiencewisdom, kittens, pups, and babesthrill of anticipationpromises of joyand hope… And with the other, takesyouth and beautyenthusiasm,illusions that were joy,dangles promisesjust out of reach,kills hope. Land Without TimeDreamtime,invite me…I’ve had enoughof teasing. June 2011
Raw: Life’s a Beach
AdvanceRetreatAdvance againRun back…Roar in with thunderpounding upwards through the feet and soul…Race out hissinglike the dying sparks of fireworks and dreams… Wavesand joyand sorrow, too,and fortune. August 2011
Tolkien Tribute: The Fallen Rider
Rider, turn your steed, Set your face unto the distance,Ride unto the edge of all the landsWhere Men live their lives Of striving, hungering and pain… Go ye now, Rider, Unto the happy landsWhere dwell all our Fathers Bliss-enfoldedSun-blessed ever– Join now the feastingJoin now the singingThe regaling of their mighty deedsAnd yours… And tell …
Raw: Winter Comes…
Shadows of the trees and nightsgrow longer over the landRock and earth give up their hoarded summer heat;Winds like weaponswhip the leaves aloftto send them sailingin their final gloryuntil cold moans through the winter forestunimpeded;In heartwood deepthe coming summer sleeps. Sept 2011
Raw: Disconnect
If I could speak to youI’d tell you things,under this sunlit skyand while somewherea towhee sings.I’d share some thoughts, for just a while, the varied odds and endsthat comprised my dayand made me smile.Though I don’t know howor why this should be trueI’d share the sunlightand the singing bird, my friend, with you. May 2, …
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