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b2memChallenge: Poetic Forms, N31, Acrostic
Author: Azalais
Title: To Grow and be Glad
Format: Drabble poem (acrostic)
Genre: poetry
Characters: Legolas
Summary: "And I," said Legolas, "shall walk in the woods of this fair land, which is rest enough. In days to come, if my Elven-lord allows, some of our folk shall remove hither; and when we come it shall be blessed, for a while."
To Grow and be Glad
Leaves tremble in hesitant welcome, releasing sweet pungent scents as he brushes through them;
Elves have not been seen in Gondor’s desolate garden for an Age.
Gently he moves among tamarisks and bay-trees, murmuring reassurance, stroking bark and branch.
Orcs have despoiled here for savagery’s sake, hacked and broken, poisoned earth and water;
Long this fair land has lain uncared-for, frontier and battle-ground of Men.
A little time, he vows, till by his lord’s leave his folk follow him from his northern forests;
Soon by Yavanna’s blessing, with Wood-elves’ love and labour, shall Ithilien be fair and whole once more.
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Author: Azalais
Title: To Grow and be Glad
Format: Drabble poem (acrostic)
Genre: poetry
Characters: Legolas
Summary: "And I," said Legolas, "shall walk in the woods of this fair land, which is rest enough. In days to come, if my Elven-lord allows, some of our folk shall remove hither; and when we come it shall be blessed, for a while."
To Grow and be Glad
Leaves tremble in hesitant welcome, releasing sweet pungent scents as he brushes through them;
Elves have not been seen in Gondor’s desolate garden for an Age.
Gently he moves among tamarisks and bay-trees, murmuring reassurance, stroking bark and branch.
Orcs have despoiled here for savagery’s sake, hacked and broken, poisoned earth and water;
Long this fair land has lain uncared-for, frontier and battle-ground of Men.
A little time, he vows, till by his lord’s leave his folk follow him from his northern forests;
Soon by Yavanna’s blessing, with Wood-elves’ love and labour, shall Ithilien be fair and whole once more.
~~~
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