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January 11, 2005
Ringbearers III
Reviewing the blog, I realize that I never did post my complete sonnet cycle about the ringbearers from the Lord of the Rings, leaving out, of all people, Frodo. The previous poems were posted in October if you want to review them. Here are some imaginary conversations that fit into spaces in the story.
Bilbo to Frodo in Rivendell
My dear Frodo, I did not ever dream
To be my heir would mean so dark a road.
But adventures are never as they seem
In tales, wholly self-chosen. The load
Unsought is given, then sealed in our choosing.
But with the load the Unseen Giver also gives
Graces and Beauty to soothe the losing
Of homely things. So take now as you leave
Fair Mithril for without, and for within
Fair memories of sunlit days and friends,
Of glorious Elder Days, of Elves and Men
In darkness fighting for a brighter End.
Despair not. Whisper with your final breath,
If Night falls, Gilthoniel, A! Elbereth!
F R O D O
Galadriel to Frodo in the Shire
Dear Elf-friend we meet well under these trees
That bloom in part because of sorrow borne
By you and of the love and toil of he
Who, tender, bore you up, who soon will mourn
That you cannot savor the fruits of joy
Which bloom in field and hearth since Elven-home
Has stretched to bless the Shire. For pain alloys
Each joy you feel vicariously alone.
But know, your pain has brought you close to me.
You feel the holy ache we feel who knew
Undying Light beyond the Sundering Seas.
You will be healed. The root of MelkorŐs fall
Will die and Iluvatar be All in All.
Random Poetry | By jackdas | 4:36 PM
