The Direction of the Road (poem)



The Direction of the Road

(for Steph)


we follow the road

not exactly knowing

where it leads us …



to black tunnels rolling into

the strata of the earths crust


to weaving black hawks

tearing up the blue sky


the wind tousling your

marram grass hair


now you are drumming

your bone fingers

on a red formica table

nervous energy

you say

as a thin clear light

dances through the café

we discuss a thing

called love & other



perhaps we are lost


in these deep sea-green



lost like poems


unable to rise

out of sleep


Joanne Fisher


This was first published in Takahe.


This poem first appeared on this blog in February 2018.



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Neighbours (flash fiction)




One night a vampire moved into the vacant house next to us. At first we were concerned, but she turned out to be no bother really.

Life went on in our street. The vampire was rather quiet, and kept her house and grounds tidy. We only usually saw her in the evenings flying off to somewhere. Occasionally she would come round to ask for a cup of blood.

Then a hunter came and the vampire was no more. After that a guy who constantly plays the drums moved into the now vacant house. Honestly, I’m really missing the vampire.


Joanne Fisher


This was written with the prompt Three-Act Story for the Carrot Ranch Rodeo #3 Contest. This is a challenge entry, not a contest submission (which I’ve already entered).


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Discarded (poem)

First Aid Band Cushioned Plaster Strip Medical Patch glued on re




you offer

to barter –

but I



gave you

my heart



Joanne Fisher



Word count: 11 + prompt


This was written with the prompt barter provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #124.


I haven’t had much to celebrate lately, but I’ve just received word that my poem Van Gogh in Auvers has been accepted for publication in the journal Catalyst from the poems I submitted earlier in the year.


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Those Skaters Can Fly (poem)



Those Skaters Can Fly



twisting in




free falling


back to earth

your athletic


trim taut body

defies the laws


of gravity



falling arse

over tit


like the rest

of us


when you get

it right:





seem too




Joanne Fisher


As someone with poor motor skills I’ve always envied skaters. Get me on a skateboard and I’m an accident waiting to happen.


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I Won The Terrible Poetry Contest And Other News

Graphic created by D. Wallace Peach


Firstly I woke up this morning to find I had won Chelsea Owens’s Terrible Poetry Contest. I never win anything so this was a nice surprise. Thanks Chelsea ❤ Check out her blog as there’s some really good stuff there.

The Terrible Poetry Contest is quite fun so I really recommend entering it.

My winning post if you haven’t already seen it 😀


I’m planning to spend at least a couple of hours each day at the local library in an attempt to finish the first draft of my Sky-pirates story. I believe if I focus on it for about a month I should finish it.


It’s now over two weeks since the shootings in my city. On Friday I was feeling very emotional again. There was a memorial service in the park which had some very touching moments in it. There was one man who had been injured and who lost his wife in the shootings and he said he refused to hate the man who shot them. The Imam of the Linwood mosque, which was the second target of the shooter, sang a beautiful Muslim prayer. And there was a beautiful rendition of our national anthem both in Maori and English.

Yusuf Islam, also known as Cat Stevens, came to the service from across the world and sang three songs, but it was Peace Train that really resonated with everyone here. It was so great and unexpected to see him here.

Yusuf Islam/Cat Stevens performing at the Christchurch Memorial Service


Later that night I was watching Coronation Street and one of the lesbian characters got killed on her wedding day due to a roof collapse. Considering what we’ve been through here it was really harrowing footage to watch and there were times I had to look away (it was a horrible slow death too). I ended up crying again, for the first time in a few days, but I was also crying due to events here.

Still I think I’m slowly getting better.


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Having technical issues….

For some reason I can’t load websites on my computer at the moment. I think it’s to do with a recent update that’s possibly clashing with my browser. Hopefully it might be sorted soon…

I wrote a short story of around 2000 words a couple of days ago. I planned to publish it tomorrow. Currently it’s up on WordPress but I need to edit before I publish and I would rather not do it on my phone (which I’m currently using).

The WordPress app is ok, but I don’t see everyone’s posts on it…

Do Balrogs Even Have Wings?

The Balrog of Moria from the film version of The Fellowship of the Ring (2001)

Balrogs are the fiery demons that appear in Tolkien’s Middle-earth books, namely the Silmarillion and the Lord of the Rings. Since the Lord of the Rings appeared in print in the mid-1950s, artists have drawn pictures of the Balrog of Moria, and subsequently the other Balrogs that appeared in the Silmarillion when it was finally published in the late 1970s. One thing that is noticeable, that many artists have chosen to draw wings on them, and even in the film versions the Balrogs have wings. Yet Tolkien doesn’t really state they do have wings and I will discuss how I don’t think Tolkien had winged Balrogs in mind when he wrote about them. So firstly I will look at what Balrogs actually are, secondly I will discuss several notable battles between Balrogs and various characters from Tolkien’s works, and lastly I will argue why Balrogs don’t actually in fact have wings and that whoever adds wings to them are in error, in my opinion.

The term “Balrog” is Sindarin meaning “Demon of Might”. In Quenya they are called Valarauka (singular: Valarauko). Balrogs were Maiar. Maiar were servants of the Valar (the Guardians of the World);  spirits of lesser power who helped them. The Maiar themselves are of varying power, along with the Balrogs, other notable figures that were Maiar included Sauron who was initially a servant of Morgoth but became the second Dark Lord after the fall of his master, and the Istari, a group of wizards who were sent to Middle-earth to unite the free peoples against Sauron, which included Gandalf and Saruman. The Balrogs were spirits of fire that were eventually corrupted by Morgoth and subsequently appeared to Elves and Men as giant fiery demonic beings who were often armed with whips of flame, swords, and other weapons. Aside from dragons, they were the most feared and dangerous beings in Morgoth’s army.

Glorfindel and the Balrog. Art by Eric Velhagen.

In the First Age of Middle-earth any sizable force sent by Morgoth would include legions of Orcs (Morgoth’s foot-soldiers) and several Balrogs. This would lead to notable confrontations between the Balrogs and some Elf Lords. The first one that is mentioned is between Gothmog, who was the Lord of the Balrogs and the high-captain of the armies of Angband (Morgoth’s stronghold), and Feanor, joint High King of the rebelling Noldor, inventor of the Tengwar, and creator of the Silmarils. Feanor and the other Noldor had just won the Second Battle in the Wars for Beleriand, also called Dagor-nuin-Giliath or the Battle-under-Stars as Morgoth’s forces had assailed them unawares in the darkness. However Feanor, in his wrath, pursued the fleeing Orcs and found himself surrounded by Balrogs that had come from Angband to aid the Orcs. They fought Feanor and it was Gothmog who mortally wounded him. He died shortly afterwards in the company of his sons. During the Fifth Battle in the Wars for Beleriand, also called Nirnaeth Arnoediad or Unnumbered Tears, Fingon, the High-King stood alone, his guard lay dead about him as he faced Gothmog. Another Balrog then came behind him and “cast a thong of fire about him. Then Gothmog hewed him with his black axe, and a white flame sprang up from the helm of Fingon as it was cloven.” (The Silmarillion, p.193). Gothmog was again present during the Fall of Gondolin. He fought Ecthelion of the Fountain in the Square of the King. In The Silmarillion it just mentions each slew the other, but in the Book of Lost Tales 2 it goes into greater detail: Ecthelion leapt at Gothmog, his helm having a spike that got driven into Gothmog’s breast, and he then twined his leg around Gothmog’s thighs and they both fell forward into the basin of the king’s fountain which was very deep and they both drowned (The Book of Lost Tales 2, p.183-4). Also during the Fall of Gondolin there was another incident: Tuor and Idril Celebrindal, along with others fled out of Gondolin by a secret way and they came to a pass called Cirith Thoronath, or Eagles’ Cleft, and they were ambushed there by some Orcs and a Balrog. Glorfindel, chief of the House of the Golden Flower of Gondolin, and the Balrog fought upon a pinnacle of rock, and both fell to their deaths. Thorondor, King of the Eagles, retrieved Glorfindel’s body out of the abyss and he was buried in a mound of stones. After the fall of Angband in the War of Wrath most of the Balrogs were destroyed. A few surviving Balrogs fled and hid themselves in the roots of the earth.  The last known encounter with a Balrog was near the end of the Third Age when the Fellowship of the Ring passed through Moria and disturbed him. The Balrog appeared before them at the Bridge of Khazad-dum and Gandalf the Grey stood in the way of his advance over the bridge. After an initial clash with swords which drove the Balrog back, the Balrog then leapt onto the bridge with his whip at which point Gandalf smote the bridge before him with his staff which caused the bridge to crack under the feet of the Balrog and he plunged down into the abyss, but not before using his whip to curl about the Wizard’s knees and make him fall into the abyss as well. In the words of Gandalf from The Two Towers he says what happened next: “Long I fell, and he fell with me. His fire was about me. I was burned. Then we plunged into the deep water and all was dark… Thither I came at last, to the uttermost foundations of stone. He was with me still. His fire was quenched, but now he was a thing of slime, stronger than a strangling snake. We fought far under the living earth, where time is not counted. Ever he clutched me, and ever I hewed him, till at last he fled into dark tunnels… In that despair my enemy was my only hope, and I pursued him, clutching at his heel… Ever up now we went, until we came to the Endless Stair… From the lowest dungeon to the highest peak it climbed… until it issued at last in Durin’s Tower carved in the living rock of Zirakzigil, the pinnacle of the Silvertine… Out he sprang, and even as I came behind, he burst into new flame… I threw down my enemy, and he fell from the high place and broke the mountain-side where he smote it in his ruin. Then darkness took me…” (The Two Towers, p.523-4). It is unknown whether any other Balrogs had survived.

Feanor against the Lord of Balrogs. Art by Evolvana.


Now why don’t I think Balrogs have wings? In the First Age accounts Tolkien never explicitly mentions they have wings or that they can fly. The fact that the Balrog fighting Glorfindel plummets to his doom along with Glorfindel suggests if it has wings, it certainly doesn’t know how to use them. The same thing happens with the Balrog in Moria who also falls down a deep abyss. If the wings were there they could at least help prevent the fall from happening. Maybe some people think they have wings due to the encounter in Moria, but what does Tolkien actually say? “His enemy halted again, facing him, and the shadow about it reached out like two vast wings.” (Fellowship of the Ring, p.348). Tolkien here is saying the Balrog’s shadow is like “two vast wings”, not that the Balrog has them, it’s quite obviously a simile. On the next page it says: “It stepped forward slowly onto the bridge, and suddenly it drew itself up to a great height, and its wings were spread from wall to wall…” (Fellowship of the Ring, p.349). Okay here Tolkien seems to be explicitly saying the Balrog has wings, and this is probably why many people think that Balrogs are winged, but does he really? You can argue that Tolkien here is continuing with the figure of speech, that what is spread from wall to wall is actually in reality the Balrog’s shadow, not wings. In all of his writings this is the only time there is possibly any mention of a Balrog having wings at all, and I’m not convinced. That said, most artists seem to draw them with wings, and especially since the film versions by Peter Jackson came out. As a side note, while I was searching for artwork for this article I felt quite saddened by the sheer amount of artwork that was based on the films. Nearly all the pictures of Balrogs I could find were all heavily inspired by the one in the film, and yet I seem to remember before the films Balrogs could look quite diverse. I want to see artists original visions of them, not some copy from the film version, ditto all the other characters and locations in the Lord of the Rings.

So this is my thoughts on the matter of Balrogs and wings. It is not really an important matter, as to be honest there are some really good and interesting pictures of Balrogs with wings, such as the ones I’ve used in this article. It’s just that they don’t have to be drawn with wings, though pictures of wingless Balrogs are not that easy to find, at least not anymore. Arguing whether they have wings or not was a good angle to begin a discussion with regardless. I love Tolkien’s writings and it’s been a great pleasure just to be able to write an article on some specific Tolkien-related matter. If you agree or disagree with this article feel free to make a comment, as I am keen to hear your thoughts. The next time I write an article on Middle-earth it might be on the Istari.

Cover from the book Lords of Middle-Earth Vol.1, published by Iron Crown Enterprises, 1988. Artwork by Angus McBride. I like his Balrog. Sadly this was the only picture I could find online of it.


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