Wandering—driftingcarelesslyflickering quietlya fragment of my soulin peaceable night,eternal playground of gods and planets, stars and dust and dreams…Hearkening—to a thread of a tonea music simpleand profoundand not entirelyunknown… Wondering—Shall I follow?Cast my curiosityupon the solar windstack this way and thatuntil I come to find the instrument,the player of this theme? Or–wander on embracing quietude and …
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another Tolkien Tribute: The Courting of Goldberry
The Courting of Goldberry There–! Among the reeds I see you! Part of the River, part of the land… I hear your laughter and your singing… I offer you my strong brown hand: Come with me. fair Lady springing from the heart of the River– Come live on the land! Come sing with me, and …
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In the City
In the cityI remember green you can smelland breezes you can hear;Clean rainSilent mistsSpider webs glisteningand solitudethat stretches far and wide… In the cityI live with mostly greys,Harsh vivid colorsslicing it in pieces;The smell of industryBurning coffee beans like tar;Howling trafficPressing crowds,eye never meeting eyeand solitudea tight defense around you… In the citytime is cut …
Autumn Tempest
Two poems of the wild autumn moving in on the last remnants of summer The earth does what it does and always has– Storm bellowing,Flood rushing,And the reeds bend;Trees sway and sometimesgo roots up;The waters wild sweep the landforgetting former bankserasing damsthe diligent beaver built. Storm Ponies The tempest swoops inoff the ocean where it …
Tolkien Tribute: Eru’s Gifts
In the cosmology created by Tolkien, there was first Eru, who created a great Music which manifested as the Universe. The Song included strains and themes that manifested as the Powers, and Eru made them the lords of Arda, tasked with preparing the world for Eru’s First Born.One of the Powers, however, in his eagerness …
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 …
Sinking
Fathoms down from day and light and warmth… in the haunting intonations of the singing of a whale; the chittering of shrimp; the clatter of a crab against a rocky reach of ocean floor… Allpressured into silence in the deep… There is no question of a voice, my voice, arising up from this dark space, …
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