the pattering of the rain reminds me of
your tears;
the way you used to cry in the grey days
before the springtime
...
By the sea in Eriador
Watching the ships leave the shore;
Doomed to watch forever more
The passage to Valinor.
...
King of the Golden Hall,
Leader of the people of the horse
He followed the call
To war.
...
The stars have gone;
Shining out of sight
The moon has faded,
It's chariot's flight
...
Drops Of Life
catching stars in
rainbow-tinted jars
fireflies spinning in
a reckless dance of life
the tears of the
morning
settle on the grass
and the wind
whispers in my ear
[remember me
and all I used to be]
you still sing in
the raindrops, and
your laughter
is echoed
in the pots and
pans
left
to catch your voice
which falls
in those
precious
drops
of
life
.
Hi, Jasmine. I like your Lord of the Rings Style Poems.