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The NoldorMighty are the Second Kindred,The Noldor6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Strong and brave and fair;
Fierce they are and proud,
Tall and dark of hair;
Filled with passion and iron of will,
A two edged sword this can be.
Never do they turn aside from their propose,
From no enemy do they flee.
Ache their hands do to craft and create,
Beloved of the Smith are they.
Burn their minds do for knowledge,
But into folly they sometimes stray.
Lovers of hills and open lands,
The Watchtower their first home.
Many other glorious kingdoms did they build,
Seven High Kings they have known.
NIR concept text_1I wish I had a thousand eyesNIR concept text_12 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to watch you under burning skies
fear and despair over what's next
before I drag you to my nest
Spirit of the LandI am the landSpirit of the Land4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am the stone
I am its breath
I am its bone
I am the song
brought with the wind
Ever present
but never seen
I am the spark
in the lake‘s eyes
The arms of trees
And wings of night
As old as hills
As deep as sea
Forever young
Forever free...
Maedhros: Son of FireHe was the fireMaedhros: Son of Fire2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Devouring flame
Wine until bottom
And pain of fame
He was my father
His anger like flood
We sealed our Oath
In fire and blood
The flame extinguished
By Oath we're still bound
Through tears and pain
No rest to be found
The blood on my hands
And my hand in chains
What was it for
When nothing remains?
The Light we sought, burns
So close, yet so far
We are not worthy
To touch a star
Burning flame, take me
And clean the stain
Take the cursed Jewel
And end my pain!
In fire it started
In fire it ends
Just like my father
The fire in my veins
Hades and PersephoneThe king of the underworldHades and Persephone2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The daughter of life
His eyes dark cold and icy
Hers light and airy
Light flickers through
Enhancing her innocence
Darkness surrounds him
Shielding his heart
What happens when these two cross?
The king of death and the daughter of life
Does she wither and wait
to accept her fate
or does she warm his shielded heart?
What happens when these two fall in love?
Can happiness reside where light cannot?
or will it slowly flicker away until it is no more
and give into the darkness around her?
They say even the smallest bit of light
Will shine in the darkness
Until it finally gives in
and flickers away
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HHN: Her crime2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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