Glitter Delve Gold 1

a dwarf in a pub considering a deal and his patron

My name be ‘Glitter Delve Gold’

You could say I’m the mould,

For every dwarf not sold.

And I know I’m told

I am the bravest of the bold.

 

I am the image of dwarfdom, me

What you see is what you see.

Every lock that has a key

Can be foiled by a sly trick or three.

Being a thief is a steal to me, he he.

 

Now you sit down and tell me a tale,

While I be breaking my fast and supping cold ale

And backalley cats be setting up a wail.

You try to haggle and scam to no avail,

My final fee making your face wane to pale.

 

You tell me the job as I sit there,

Outlying the plan while I give a stare

To the silent stranger on shadowed stair.

His face and robes revealing him to be one of the fair,

One of the elves of Gildenwood,

Woodland fae light as air

 

You finish outlying the deal,

Me wondering if this is real.

My roving eye alights on your silver ring seal

My senses are run amok as back I reel

for fear of my life, I humbly kneel

me realising this be the Dwarfen High King of Dre’al

Author's Note

Dre'al is pronounced DRE-AL

Reviews

[Icelanna]

This definitely has the "lord of the rings" feel to it with the mythical beings in it. I love old fashioned set themes, this being one of them. I feel you could tell a story of this person, much like LOTR and the hobbit but through a vast amount of poems! If you has a storyline but put it into poetry I think it would be really good! :)
Love to you x

[silfrstjrana]

i have already started to put it into a story but its proving a little difficult turning poetry into storyform lol

[Icelanna]

I meant keep it as poetry with a storyline expressed as a collection of poems x

[silfrstjrana]

u mean like a saga ? hmmm i will think on that. read the other two if you like
Adam