The topics from the Virtual Alexandria forum are now merged with the main forum.
This came with more moving things around. Sorry if this causes any confusion: I promise this will settle down soon!
Still, nothing should be missing. As always, please let me know if you miss anything and I'll try and fix it.
This was one of the first "Tolkien" kind of poems I ever wrote, about 4 years ago. It still remains one of my favorites
Mourn, Nightingale, your lament of tears.
Long have passed our numbered years
under the sky of Middle-earth.
We yearn for the first days' mirth!:
The song, the dance, the peace forever.
Mourn, Nightingale, amidst the heather.
Pray, tell of the fair, white shores
and the great city in Valinor.
That land in wrath, we forsook,
never again upon it to look.
Mourn, Nightingale, of Elbereth's light
and its loss for our rash flight
from the land of peace we loved and knew,
ever to wander here in rue.
Ai! We fade away in sorrow great!
Mourn, Nightingale, for the Elves' sad fate.
