Ode Poem To The Hobbit

I wrote this Ode Poem for my final project in my Creative Writing class last semester. The semester ended on December 17th. It seemed like the perfect time to write a poem dedicated to The Hobbit.

Ode to the little hobbit
that lived comfortably in the ground
his long pipe
smoldering away
a free life
of comfy hairy-feet

Until one day
an unexpected event
caused his hairy toes to dirty
a perilous journey to reclaim a home

Day and night
in sun and rain
those weary feet strolled further away
from their cozy

Climbing and running
barrel riding and queer lodgings
a magical ring that found a new

His feet were beat
but not alone
there were twenty-six others similar
and a massive pair of old

Through trees and webs
his feet wandered
disappearing here and there
touching zephyrs of wind
and fires within

Not much they have not covered

On the night that eagerly came
he found himself
tip-toeing
upon treasure
gold
and diamonds
silver
and pearls
the great hall of golden hue

Fiery fingers
reached for him
scorching tips of his toe hair

A battle of greed and revenge for wealth
his feet shivered against the death

The adventure back wasn’t so bad
his toes were eager to get back into bed
only to ache and go beyond
his little green round door again

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[AliciaB]

I love this so much! Relating everything to Bilbo's feet was a great way to represent the quest, since the feet are one of the most distinctive features (haha pun so very much intended) of a hobbit. I absolutely love anything related to Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit, books and movies. If you get a chance, check out "Ravenhill." It's a poem I wrote inspired by a scene from The Battle of the Five Armies movie.