Vale of Tears: A Song of the Elves
You graced my brows with gleaming light And sent me forth into the night A lantern swinging in my hand I faced a sea of windswept land A glitter, glimmer Moth of white Unto a…
Tag: J.R.R. Tolkien
Furious Fancies: The Musings of a Traditional Catholic Poet
Poetry is a young man’s game. That is not to say that older people (and women) can’t write fine poetry. They can and do. But there is something about a man’s youth — his…
Bilbo’s Gold: A Hobbit Poem
~ by Avellina Balestri Gold As the sun’s light, streaming through the Shire woods, Seeping into farmers’ soil, rich and ready For the bringing forth of… Gold As the corn’s lips, kissing the crisp harvest…
Creation and Sub-Creation: A Tolkienian Essay
Christian religion played a very important role in Tolkien’s life. The basis of his faith was founded in his early childhood by his mother Mabel who, grieved by the sudden death of her husband, was…
The Adventure: A Tale of Two Small Hobbits
Author’s Note: Gracie is the little hobbit girl, who, in the very beginning of “The Fellowship”, is listening to Bilbo’s story of the trolls with HUGE eyes. I know that, between the movies and the books, the time between…
The Master Goldsmith: A Lord of the Rings Story
My shop has been linked with the ruling house of Gondor for generations; that being the Steward's House of course. So I was honoured, but not surprised, to be asked to repair and clean the crown…
Friendship in Tolkien’s World
In some degree, friendship is present in all of Tolkien’s writings, but it is never so vivid and developed as it is in The Lord of the Rings. The overall importance of friendship in the…
Light, Love and Laughter: A Lord of the Rings Story
By Vanessa Parry Word Count: 2421 Rating: G (suitable for all audiences) Summary: Frodo and Bilbo celebrate Yule in Bag-End Sam stood on tiptoe to ring the bell hanging beside Bag End’s round green door.…
As a Hobbit Dear: A Lord of the Rings Serial – Chapter 4: Ever After
“Pearl, you shouldn’t be cleaning up my house all by yourself,” he muttered as I tucked him in. “And you shouldn’t have to take care of invalids all your life.” I burst out laughing. “Frodo,…
As a Hobbit Dear: A Lord of the Rings Serial – Chapter 3: The Return
We walked in silence behind my brother and our friends, who were still chatting about oliphaunts and orcs and Nazgul. A shiver went down my spine at the mention of the last one, and I’m…