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VxPoem ID: 20707
Category:
myth_legend
Posted: March 23rd. 2006 3:30:31 PM
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The Lady
by Rhiannon Keneally
Age Group: Adult
The moon smiles on
As I stand,
Searching for the Lady
Of the Green Land
The darkness is growing
And my need is great
To find the Lady
And seal Midir's fate
Speaking the words
Of the spell,
I repeat what
My ancestors tell
Midir, Dark Lord
Of the exiled Llyr,
Rose to new heights
And instilled new fear
His way was opposed
By two friends,
Who met in the army
Marching to the Ends
One was the elf Teirnon,
The last born of the age
Of the united warrior
And the skilled mage
The other was the Lady,
The legendary princess
Of emerald Airitech
And its only sorceress
No warning was given
As the army was destroyed
By the offensive attack
Of Midir's followers deployed
Before the Gates of Taranis
Stood the two friends,
The only survivors
Of the March to the Ends
The two entered Llyr alone,
Fighting on the Dark One's ground,
Finally escaping
With Midir never to be found
Midir's followers pursued
The two friends hurt in the fight,
Fleeing the Ends
Long into the night
Legions of Ancalagon separated
The two friends
At the new day's light
On the edge of the Ends
Escaping the Legions,
They rejoined at Aniron's Drop
To try to rest and heal
For a brief day's stop
Teirnon slipped to Mag Mor
And the Lady, in her grief,
Hid in Airitech,
Shrouded by tree and leaf
As the ages pass,
Darkness grows,
But Airitech has gone
To where no one knows
Scholars have searched
For the key
But only found
Melkor's Prophesy
"Many will hold Airitech
But only one will find
That evil's shackles
Will no longer bind"
Many claimed the magic,
But none complete
The prophecy of the Dark Lord
And his defeat
Now Midir marches again
And I fear
That the Lady is out there
But will not appear
I finish the words
That I believe
Will summon the Lady
This Hollow's Eve
Instead of the Lady,
Evil swirled around
As I sink to find
Shelter on the ground
The gentle moon,
Who had smiled on,
Phased to black
And was gone
The glittering sun,
Gone hours before,
Rose and set
Many times more
The sun soon stopped
And the stars fell
As silver arrows
On the dell
Dark clouds dimmed
The arrows' path
When enough of them
Satisfied the Dark One's wrath
Black demons swooped
Down and across
To kill and destroy
Every animal, tree, and moss
Showers of ash and rock
Poured from the haze
Of clouds and smoke,
Spinning me into a daze
Suddenly the world knew quiet
And everything was as it began
Above my head, the stars twinkled,
Belying the thoughts that ran
Surely the Lady
Would have appeared
But instead came evil
That disappeared
With that thought,
It could only be
That my fate is unlocked
And that the Lady is me
Author's Notes: The Lady is a poem that I wrote that very loosely revolves around Professor Tolkien's "Lord of the Rings" story, except with characters and twists from pagan Celtic mythology. The unique people that I conjured up don't actually correspond with the poem and its characters (for example, Llyr is a Celtic god, not a place) .
Not one of my favorite poems, nor is it a particularly good one.
Author's Location: Terryville, Connecticut
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