Silver Glass

poem about Lord Aragorn

Wishing golden radiant light shrine

winds brush still silently weary face

 

many years white tree's hopes sign

hearts silver glass fragile grace

 

heir white's city passed away

long journey's changes life

 

alas shadows long cover day

tis many roads filled strife

 

stone burdens do press

on hopes silver glass

 

wars storms often duress

crush silver broken glass

 

does journey ever end

longing lingers still

 

hearts souls seem mend

hopes light does fill

Reviews

[icelandicblue]

I like the non sequiturs in this piece. Each two lines feel separate and yet they seem to make a whole...a quest perhaps of long duration and hardship ending with hope.

[Jared Nolis]

Thank you, I appreciate your feedback.