Matthew Anish Poet Blank verse

Elves, Who Speak of Eternity

after the 
lights dim in Middle Earth
       elvish singing 
begins
   Calling upon the 
name of Elbereth 
   the immortal's 
lilting melodies
     delight all who hear them
Around burning campfires
     they sing
     and their words
break through the
      shadows
tales of forgotten 
    worlds
tales from gentle and
dissonant voices
   the golden race
must leave Middle - Earth
  soon their songs will be only
     whispers on the 
wind   (first published in Beyond Bree(July 2008)

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Kristin Reynolds July 15, 2008 at 4:42 AM Gorgeous tale, Matthew! I want more! Qrite a novel like this, as I would buy it in a heartbeat. Wonderful! Love Kristin

Sharon Winter July 14, 2008 at 1:41 PM Simply magical. A rare beauty created deep from a gifted imagination. I can almost hear their gentle singing voices. Such an escape to read such wondrous stories. Beautiful. Love, Shar