06-14-2004, 06:43 AM
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Brightness of a Blade
Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: wherever I may roam
Posts: 2,685
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I've tried my hand on two short poems (I won't give the originals here, cause I'm sure you know them. And if you don't, well you should )
1. Theoden's battle cry before taking on the Pellenor:
Cower down, cower down, servants of Sauron!
Frail hearts, sleep on, and beg for your lives,
Weapons shall be put down, your bones shall be spared.
A truce night, a grey night, and so the moon will set.
Crawl then, crawl then, crawl to Mordor.
2. Eomer's defiant cry on the Pellenor:
Into trust, into radiance, till the sun set,
Silently I walked in the dark, unarmed
I crawled to despair's bosom, with a glad heart,
Then there was quiet, and peace, and a white dawn.
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And no one was ill, and everyone was pleased, except those who had to mow the grass.
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