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Array ( [sid] => 68938 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Lands of Shadow [time] => 2004-10-26 15:01:37 [hometext] => You will not likely understand all of this, unless you know your Silmarillion well. The tone is partly influenced by the stories, partly by the hard times in life, which serve to remind one just what an epic journey we walk, even those not born warriors. [bodytext] => Darkness and a long road confound me
So far I have walked from childhood fields
I cannot remember what they looked like
Gray have been days, fighting myriad battles
The Way is not one of peace
For one who was born for the sword.

In loneliness I have been set to struggle
Where another might fail I am to persevere
But what of my own missteps?
Many have pursued my path
Oft have I fallen stricken on the field
Left at peace while wounds heal.

I wandered through glades forsaken
Under trees tall and stronger than I
Through mist falling from hills
And vistas of wide-stretching emptiness
Only one desire left in my mind -
That I keep my blade from rusting.

The only faithful companion given to me
In these days of testing of will
Cold comfort in the chill breezes that blow
From forgotten pathways of the north
Where once the Wood-elves walked
Now bereft of harpsong.

Fog-girt hills of olden legends
Too well I ken your winding tracks
That heroes adventured in times gone by
When the cold clouds were more brief
And the sunlight more lasting -
When the nightingale’s keen was of joy.

I wended my way toward the West
Reflecting on the ancient tales
Faintly recalled from days grown dim
By the very rush of life-breath drawn
In the midst of battle -
Too long since I have heard their chords.

Sea-nigh halls of weathered stone
Deserted through those epic deeds
That cause so much grief
Pillared room of unyielding marble
Holding treasures of a forgotten prophecy
Shield and hauberk, sword and helm.

Green woodlands on the edge of a waste
Infused with warding Western strength
Darkening grove, wavering moths
Clear song drifting through
To ears wearied with endless journey
An elven maiden jewel-endowered.

Too seldom are the draughts dispensed
The waybread passes the lips but rarely
“He yet lives, his course is guarded”
But weary is the way to follow
When one has yet to reach the turn
Where the view widens on the Hidden Land.

The Western Ones only know what is to come
In the tapestry woven from the Throne beyond
Here is strength found and wisdom taught
But no counsel from the seas
Nor joys to make the feet linger
Until the future’s deeds are fulfilled.

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Lands of Shadow

Contributed by fionndruinne on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 03:01:37 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Darkness and a long road confound me
So far I have walked from childhood fields
I cannot remember what they looked like
Gray have been days, fighting myriad battles
The Way is not one of peace
For one who was born for the sword.

In loneliness I have been set to struggle
Where another might fail I am to persevere
But what of my own missteps?
Many have pursued my path
Oft have I fallen stricken on the field
Left at peace while wounds heal.

I wandered through glades forsaken
Under trees tall and stronger than I
Through mist falling from hills
And vistas of wide-stretching emptiness
Only one desire left in my mind -
That I keep my blade from rusting.

The only faithful companion given to me
In these days of testing of will
Cold comfort in the chill breezes that blow
From forgotten pathways of the north
Where once the Wood-elves walked
Now bereft of harpsong.

Fog-girt hills of olden legends
Too well I ken your winding tracks
That heroes adventured in times gone by
When the cold clouds were more brief
And the sunlight more lasting -
When the nightingale’s keen was of joy.

I wended my way toward the West
Reflecting on the ancient tales
Faintly recalled from days grown dim
By the very rush of life-breath drawn
In the midst of battle -
Too long since I have heard their chords.

Sea-nigh halls of weathered stone
Deserted through those epic deeds
That cause so much grief
Pillared room of unyielding marble
Holding treasures of a forgotten prophecy
Shield and hauberk, sword and helm.

Green woodlands on the edge of a waste
Infused with warding Western strength
Darkening grove, wavering moths
Clear song drifting through
To ears wearied with endless journey
An elven maiden jewel-endowered.

Too seldom are the draughts dispensed
The waybread passes the lips but rarely
“He yet lives, his course is guarded”
But weary is the way to follow
When one has yet to reach the turn
Where the view widens on the Hidden Land.

The Western Ones only know what is to come
In the tapestry woven from the Throne beyond
Here is strength found and wisdom taught
But no counsel from the seas
Nor joys to make the feet linger
Until the future’s deeds are fulfilled.





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Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by faith_my_eyes on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 03:03:14 PM AEST
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I am not familiar with Tolkein but this poem gave me a sense of longing. Nice work Andrew.
Em


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by theMoth on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 03:20:42 PM AEST
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I like imaginative writes!

--Mothy


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 05:07:50 PM AEST
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Oh Andrew....
I have no idea what to say...you said it all,
but I just wanted you to know how much I love this.
*re-reads*
It's great to see you writing again.
Much love and hugs
Phil xxx


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 09:32:27 PM AEST
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Andrew, this was outstanding! It has quietly consumed me.
Your grasp of this genre is most impressive.
I can't wait to read your next!

~Breezy


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by katyqueen35 on Wednesday, 27th October 2004 @ 01:37:33 AM AEST
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You have a great imagination Andrew.
great write.


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by ShadowDaughter on Wednesday, 27th October 2004 @ 08:15:05 PM AEST
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*rather presumes, presumptuously --and decrees that the verb of presume can indeed be modified by its adverbial form-- (sorry, had to sneak some grammar in) to understand most, if not all of this*

*admits that it's perfectly possible I'm wrong there, and allows for that, as well*

Anyhow . . . wonderful, Andrew. Flow, meter, rhythm, sound, (all that good stuff^^) is all flawless as ever-- I'm loving that alliteration of yours-- and such a pleasure to read. Also, I love how I can relate this to heroes of old, characters of Tolkien, and "real live" people I --we-- know, all at once. Your poetry draws everything and everyone together, all united in permutations of twenty six-odd letters . . .

Magickal.

--Nora


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 28th October 2004 @ 11:35:05 AM AEST
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i still maintain you've time travelled from century's ago! another classic piece.

wildejohnny.


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by eatfresh22 on Thursday, 28th October 2004 @ 04:15:56 PM AEST
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Gracefully and warrior-like at the same time! This made me think so much (no, Andrew, that's not something new, and it doesn't hurt my head). Just your grasp on the language was beautifully astounding. I love how you inverted the common "adjective-noun" order. Imaginative and realistic. Hopeful, optimistic.

I loved how this poem showed such wisdom on dealing with time. While most people either dwell on the past or don't look at it at all, you spoke of reflecting on it --as in a sense of learning--and then setting your eyes on the present, yet always pressing toward your goal--the goal you always have as your striving spirit refuses to relent.

I do love the parts about perseverance. (Hey, maybe you could be the pastor of my church and preach the first couple of stanzas in a way that might scare "them" away if....if they can dig deep enough to understand. Okay, well, I must stop now. I had so many things to tell you when I was reading this, I wish in the middle, I would have just posted a comment, and then another for the second half of the poem. Well, perhaps I'll print it out and have you explain to me the full meaning. If you didn't catch it, I enjoyed this immensely. Amazing!
~Ceima~

PS. Man that was a long comment!


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Saturday, 30th October 2004 @ 08:55:48 PM AEST
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Wow. This is absolutely gorgeous, Andrew. It is... my new favorite of your work. It was immediately clear that this piece would carry its reader along as it progressed its journey.

But... there is something more. There is something quite lovely that happens when I read this poem. I feel like I'm being told a secret. As if I'm there for the journey and am privy to a hushed voice that few others have chanced to hear. And the voice is gentle and passionate, timid and brave, asking and answering, all at the same time. It... is the voice of a true poet.

This is simply remarkable... I am so delighted that you shared it. Thank you, Andrew.
~SNM~


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by Wachumiri on Monday, 1st November 2004 @ 02:50:12 PM AEST
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Well, written. A true tail, a marvelous message it is you write. Sorry, I guess the alliteration stuck to me like... smething or other. But, yes, a very good poem Andrew. A masterpiece, even for you.
Take care.
David


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Wednesday, 3rd November 2004 @ 09:54:04 AM AEST
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I felt alot of emotions while reading your poem. Lonliness, reflection, unanswered questions, longing and the will to continue.

It (your poem) pulls at the reader and weaves itself into the heart.

Beautifully accomplished.

Kie


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Thursday, 4th November 2004 @ 04:40:57 PM AEST
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It is a lost art you practice---the telling of a tale through poetry. Reminds me of my days reading Homer and Virgil. I couldn't read the
Silmarillion. I couldn't even finish LOTR. Stories are best handed to me in small chunks. Too much overwhelms me. Your brain shrinks when you have children you know. The female brain more than the male. Ask your parents. Anyway, I enjoyed this even without superior knowledge of Tolkein.
Stitch


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by Tanmaya on Monday, 15th November 2004 @ 11:07:06 PM AEST
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Your poems take me on journeys...through ancient lands I have dreamed of, through shining paths that have ever been and will ever be.

'Pillared room of unyielding marble
Holding treasures of a forgotten prophecy
Shield and hauberk, sword and helm.'
Breath-taking, inspiring, and utterly glorious.

Thank you for this outstanding piece.


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Sunday, 19th June 2005 @ 10:54:23 PM AEST
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i can only hope you never stop writing. =]


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by remote on Sunday, 18th September 2005 @ 04:00:29 AM AEST
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This would surely be among the best poems I have read here so far.


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by sararose1950 on Friday, 12th May 2006 @ 07:04:40 PM AEST
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wow- such beauty in your words- and hope- we should never give up our future deeds-destiny will be fulfilled-- so majickly woven in this tale. I am so glad to have found your work.
Peace and Light


Re: Lands of Shadow (User Rating: 1 )
by EcuaOrgullo310 on Wednesday, 21st January 2009 @ 12:29:07 PM AEST
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Dang Andrew...
Are all of the Lossings poets or what?
haha
This was really good.
I'm thoroughly impressed. :)
~Loly...
yeah.. David's Loly. haha




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