Bright star from above
Cry - A Elbereth Gilthoniel!
Shadow, fear the light!

When the Ring - unmade,
Elves departed in the west,
Truth became legend.

The ringbearers too,
To behold Arda unmarred,
Left the land they'd saved

Horror of his mind
Twisting and breaking all of
What his hand reaches

Pride and self centering will
Power gone beyond any heal

All is to grasp and
Make dependent and weaker
Lo! Orks now are made

A word is a wing,
Is a wing a word today?
Tomorrow perhaps.

Flattery from ye?
Swift departing, fancy's flight
Should not be other.

Your Balrog tires so -
But a darkening flight of
Obsidian verse.

Yet, for thee a ray
Of pale sunshine through cloud pierce
In hard times for thee;

The bless'd are peaceful
The unbless'd walk alone, here,
In lonely grasses.

I breath when I drink
I drink when I breath
Is it the same?

What's going on, Wights?
Same Barrow chatter today.
The books, movies, games?!

We talk of those books
And well written books, they were.
Causing quite a stir.

We talk of movies
Number two is soon to come
Nearly three hours, wow!

What is left is ours
Those fun games called RPG's.
Write your own stories.

There's more to the 'downs!
Those people who make it work.
Administrators!

Can't forget members.
We all come from far and wide.
The same interests.

Thats the 'downs today.
Have fun and enjoy your stay.
Enjoy being dead.

I know you're thinking
My Haiku's are not proper.
But I'm no poet.

I'm just a downs member!!!

We read all haikus
And shout give us more!
Cheese is free...

Here are my efforts.
Judge them as you will; I try.
More will soon appear...

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Damp and dark. A glow
Lighting the path? Heed not the
Corpse-candles' way!

Warriors and their foes,
Long dead. Why do your faces
Yet remain, haunting?

[ November 27, 2002: Message edited by: Nuranar ]

*attempts*

Lothlorien-

'Within this forest,
there dwells the elven rulers,
The Lord and Lady.

The Lord of the Wood,
Who is known as Celeborn,
Or The Silver Tree.

Seek his elven wife,
The Lady Galadriel,
Keeper of the air.

For she will show you,
The Secret of the forest,
Your fortune unveiled.

Pour the clear water,
Look into the fountain's pool,
And what do you see?

Do you see the past?
Or do you see the present?
What of... the future?

(You can add this part
if someone is talking to
the Frodo Baggins) *lol*

You see what she sees,
The evil known as The Eye,
Will it corrupt you?

As the smallest hand,
You hold the Key of Future,
One Ring to rule all.

You will take it back,
or else Middle-Earth is doomed,
You hold our future.'


This is hardly done,
For I will continue it,
And get back to you. [img]smilies/smile.gif[/img]

The thing that is gone
Is no more, for all it was,
And future ahead

Like a blue haze of unknown
Less real is than what is gone

Can’t set a tooth on
Neither one of those teasing grapes
Carpe diem, lady...

Gracious, talented
Susan, my thanks. But my last
does not content me.

Rather say Tolkien
was no Baudelaire, his sense
of Beauty, e'er True.

Tolkien's Ru'n abstains
to gaze upon evil here.
Grey misjudges White.

Bethberry

[ February 21, 2003: Message edited by: Bethberry ]

More attempts, 'tis true;
More ambitious than the last.
What think ye, O wights?

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Crumbled and decayed,
Remnant of a kingdom gone-
To you the king comes.

No glitter, but gold.
'Neath your stony gaze he duels
'Gainst these, your ancient foes:

Cold and dark are they.
The past is dead, but not they,
Servants of the Eye.

They flee. Silent ones,
Guard o'er your realm and keep it
For your king's return.

Behold the bright stars
From the hand of Elbereth
They light up the night.

and because it's December, although it's not Tolkien-related, my very 1st haiku:
Today is Christmas
It is a beautiful day
Outside is snowing. [img]smilies/smile.gif[/img]

Though you defy it
Fate is inexorable
Your doom is in you

[ December 14, 2002: Message edited by: Squatter of Amon Rudh ]

Gate Opener
Click of iron hinges,
Well, I'm back...

Let me try my hand at Haiku

Balrog, Durin's Bane
A demon of the old world
Fire, flame of Udun


My god that was bad
I must leave this to the pros
Back to normal posts

Time withers flowers
From my arms, my lovers eyes
gaze beyond the waves

Haikus are not hard
Just make shure to stop at the
seventeenth sylab...

Haikus are hard. Try in a foreign language, for one. In finnish, every word has twise as many syllables, And I know not how finnish OR english compare to japaneese in this regard.

Not to mention the 5-7-5 syllable stucture is only one of the 3 requirements.

We all write "incorrect" haikus. True haiku is primarily a work of visual art. It is supposed to form a picture. It can have no soul searching, verbal tricks or philosophy. Also, it should ideally include all 4 seasons or otherwise encompass the passage of time.

I'm really proud of the earlier one of mine.

As attempts go, it's not bad.

Deep piercing sorrow
Rage rends reason, Black hand burns
Finwë! My father!

Take rest Grey Pilgrim
In golden wood remember
Stand now White Rider

Fire shatters on waves
Far lies our final haven
We scatter as ash

[ December 14, 2002: Message edited by: Squatter of Amon Rudh ]

A pox on the rules
Write whatever comes to you
Your Haiku is yours

Clever little stars -
Yet behind peaceful faces
Lies untapp'd sorrow.

Lies untapp'd sorrow.
Truth, as fragrant athelas,
Heals stars' clarity.

I saw Tolkien's grave.
A profound experience:
I wrote a haiku.

Beren, Lúthien,
Requiescant in pace
We do not forget.

[ February 21, 2003: Message edited by: Squatter of Amon Rudh ]

Winter's hopeless death
Bears him, Hope incarnated.
Shall spring come again?

Dance

If the stars embrace
their untapp'd sorrow, dare grief,
they would become wise.


Homage

Authenticity
clambers in the chill midnight,
spiked fence overcome,
embracing dust and
memory beyond time's grief:
Imperishable.

Bethberry

[ February 22, 2003: Message edited by: Bethberry ]

I am in grade nine;
I have not written haikus
since three years ago
Alas! what follows
may be truly laughable
and yet I will write:

On a loved one's grave
Green'ry is shadowed by white
Symbelmÿne fair.

Dark the world becomes
The voices of the Ainur
Draw her now closer
Land of bliss and peace
Valinor the fair calls her
She is passing now.

The greatest of kings
bent to the will of Sauron
Accursed Nazgul.

Choc'late in Arda?
Nay, there was no such thing, yet
Lembas was better [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]

{By the way, poets,
your wing'd words are well-written
I applaud your works)

Provocation of Another Sort

A one-line lament
reminds the son of his fate:
A mother's lesson.

A sweet confection
is no truffling matter,
Ithaeliel. *bows*
Your efforts deserve
Applause and commendation.
Tolkien, well-ser'ved.


piosenniel,
Rereading kindles mem'ry.
My thanks and high praise.

Drums, drums in the deep
Pippin, that fool of a Took!
Should have thrown in him.

Look, how a tree there
Grows among the rock and snow
Hope has now come here.

My book is yellow
It has an Eye on the front
It's looking at me

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Please excuse my bad
Grammar, I am so sorry-
It is kinda late.

Lindril (taking a writer's craft course and this is what I come up with) Arvilya

Gwaihir flying high
King of all the eagles
Majestic and proud.

This thread seems quite good
Or was when people posted
Can we do better?

I will now try one
Just to see what I can do
Within haiku rules:

Frodo walks at night
With the ring around his neck
Silent in the dark

He goes to Mordor
The darkest land of shadow
Left in the third age

But with him comes help
Trusty gardener at his side
To help on his way

To fight the dark foes
The orcs and the cave spider
Far from the green Shire

Armed with their weapons
Sting and the light of a star
Through darkness they go

To finish the quest
To destroy Sauron's One Ring
There and back again

Continuing this
Is a very easy thing
Once you understand.

We should refresh this one but I have to admit that it might be too hard for us non-native speakers... I looked up the thread and not all seemed to be 5-7-5. With my understanding of word-divisions in English it probably is my problem but that really is a problem (as at least in Finnish the syllabification works in a bit different way).

But if you would be lenient with us non-natives we could try it as well. It looks like fun anyway.

bombur is correct
Our haikus are not perfect
But we can do our best

Five, seven and five
Are the syllables to use
If no-one objects

Yes it is quite hard
But we should give it a go
See how it turns out

You must try at least
Even if it may be wrong
But at least it's fun.

Eagle flying high,
High above the mountains old;
"brrrr" he says, "it's cold!"

Bilbo talks with Smaug.
The Spanish Inquisition!
Quite unexpected! :eek:

Good! I see this thread
Is moving forwards quickly
More than expected




The Witch-King walking
Slowly up and down Angmar
Trips over a stone

"Aargh!" cries the dark one
Screaming, arms flailing about
"There's a Barrow-Wight!"

Witchy:
"Hey, I get no respect.
You know what I mean?

Take Sauron...Please!"