Tolkien Tribute: The Golden Wood

The leaves shine like gold in the long light of autumn, adrift upon the last breath of summer, sailing, like kites cut free, taking their own sweet time to come at last to rest.Years and seasons without number crunch in their layers beneath the feet that wander, among the grey-like-silver trees that stand and sigh …

Tolkien Tribute: The Ranger

JRR Tolkien, in creating the full and profoundly-envisioned Middle Earth  gave some of us an entire world  to explore and adopt for visions of our own. He hinted and suggested at so much he didn’t ever get around to writing, showing us doorways but not going through them. He expressed it in letters, in fact, the hope that …

The Dance

Around me there are light and heatand many people laughing people talking, talking, talking… floods of words unloosed, flowing endlessly not caring what they say or mean… There is music of a kind; and there are many, many games to play within the pale, in these gardens wide and formal, paved and shaved and shaped… Players moving …

Tolkien Tribute: Reflection

This is another of my Tolkien-inspired poems, this one reflecting on Frodo after his return from the Ring journey. I see myself reflected in the mirror every day, the very one I looked in before the time I went away. What is this face, this one I see? It looks to be the same old …

A Gathering of Stones…

…of mortar and affectionwarmed by April suna drift of fragrance, cow’s breath and old hay,ripe cheese, pale grassesthe lightest scent of blossom and the lingerance of snow,and breakfast hearth-smoke… Distant crows are wheeling, cawing,coarsely calling admirationof the new-turned turf,of turning season, of turning, turning, turningin the sky above the oaks…The human touch of talkand laughter …

Midnight Musing

In the quiet after midnight,then my artistry awakesand in the dark when others sleep, then the fit of writing takesmy hand and mind, and bids me think…It skips and tumbles down the page,leaving in prints of pen-and-inkimages I never thought beforeand thoughts never imagined–They enter through the midnight doorfrom moon- and star-light fashioned.

Other Lives

I would not live foreverin a single suit of clothes.I would not careto memorizeforevereach stain and tearor keep track ofevery button lost. Thankfully, I forgetfrom time to time,the progressand the passageand the passagesthrough which I wend my way… The details ofhard lessons, happily,escape me like the pains of giving birth.It is enough, the thing I …

Tolkien Tribute: Epistle from Gandalf to Galadriel

I have a collection of poems written in tribute to JRR Tolkien over the 50+ years I have considered myself a Middle-earth expat. This one was written for a challenge on a Tolkien-related site Galadriel, I greet thee,a moment stealingfrom my Mannish guise,to speak as one-to-oneto one as old as Iand also wise… Here I …