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'Tis the season for joy! Light! Celebration!

Therefore, I must write and post dark and depressing poetry.

This one has been tickling my brain since early December when I first started writing lines of it during my classroom observations. I've worked on it bit by bit since then and decided to finish it today as a New Year's treat for myself.

The summary I gave on SWG and MPTT: Left behind by Finrod, Amárië considers the paradox of her situation: her wish for his return and the only means by which her wish would be granted. A sonnet.

Comments are, as always, welcome. My best wishes to all for a joyous New Year! :)

How I Wish )
For those of you who don't know, Akallabeth in August is going on at the SWG with at least one new story/artwork/poem/thingy each day, following the chronology of the Akallabeth. And I will gladly vouch for the fact that some awesome stuff has been posted.

But, in the course of putting the project together, not all of the topics we wanted entries for were claimed, so I've been sort of filling in the blanks on an as-needed basis and thought I might as well post my AinA entries here as well.

"Seek the Horizon, Numenor's Sons" was meant to be an ancient Numenorean sea-chant. "Brothers" is a fixed-length piece about the division of the Numenoreans into King's Men and Elf-friends. Neither is adult-rated, although "Brothers" discusses death, so I gave it a Teens rating on the SWG archive.

Seek the Horizon, Númenor's Sons ) Brothers )
I wrote this poem for a baronial poetry challenge in the SCA. The challenge was to write a poem about your chosen art and include as many terms about that art as possible. Each term counted for a point. My poem won only because I am long-winded and so squashed in lots. It's not in any recognizable form, but I have a soft spot for it, despite its dorkiness, and it really was fun to write.

Normally, I lock down my original poetry, but because this one was written for the SCA and won't be published outside of the baronial newsletter (if there), then do feel free to share it elsewhere, if you like it; just give credit to "Dawn Felagund" with the web url http://www.themidhavens.net. :)

Perils of the Scribe )
The following Silmarillion-inspired poem (fanpome?) was written for the quote of the month on the Silmarillion Writers' Guild: Melkor and Finwë battle in Formenos after the Darkening of Valinor.

The form is a sestina, which originated in the 12th-century with the French troubadours. The sestina uses six six-line stanzas plus a triad at the end. The end-words of each line rotates between stanzas, and the triad includes all six end-words. The form is more complicated than that, but if you want to know more, that's what Wikipedia is for. :)

Comments--both praise and critique--here or on the SWG are welcome!

On SWG, the poem is rated Teens for violence.

Seven Falls )

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