
Finding Valinor
Fleeing the shadow
we try to get to Valinor
to ask the Valar’s aid
but each time blown back
by repelling winds
one night
the Moon’s illumination showing
Eärendil with his golden hair
standing at the prow
of the Vingilot
a white dove lands &
transforms into Elwing
bearing the Silmaril
Eärendil binds it to his brow &
burns our way through the mists
& winds, until finally we see
the shores of Eldamar
Joanne Fisher
At the moment I’m writing an article on Tolkien. One of the things I discuss in it is the story of the Voyage of Eärendil. One of the stories I’ve always liked. I thought it would be interesting to write a poem about it as I’ve never written a poem using Tolkien’s stories and characters before. Using the word prompt of illumination also allowed me to keep it to only 73 words which created a nice challenge for me. The word prompt also gave the image of the moon illuminating Eärendil at the prow of the ship, which is why I thought of writing it.
The poem was written from the perspective of one of the three other sailors that accompanied him on the voyage.
This was written using the word prompt illumination from the post by Sammi Cox.
Loved it. Nicely done.
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Thanks 🙂
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You are always welcome.
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