Welcome to The Great Hall of Poets, our poetry feature showcasing the talent of Middle-earth fans. So come and join us by the hearth, and enjoy!

If you have a Tolkien/Middle-earth inspired poem you’d like to share, then send it to poetry@theonering.net  One poem per person may be submitted each month. Please make sure to proofread your work before sending it in. TheOneRing.net is not responsible for poems posting with spelling or grammatical errors.

The Steward and the White Lady

by: Cassie Hughes

She lay bereft of all she loved and wished her life was done,
That King had never called her back from limbo’s darkened home,
Within these hallowed healing halls her heart felt caged anew,
What now for maid without a shield? No cause to cleave unto?

In waking dreams she wandered there a ghost in living form,
Her hopes and dreams dispersed as dust, her mind encased in storm,
‘Twas thus he first did spy her there caught up in moonlights glow
And from that moment lost his heart to Rohan’s greatest jewel.

Fair Eowyn he then pursued though she desired naught
But finding honour within death, this goal, her only thought,
With inner strength he persevered and piece by piece did steal
Away despair and hopelessness, her zest for life reveal.

At last the scales fell from her eyes, she finally perceived,
The wise and steadfast prince of men to whom her heart had cleaved,
The Steward and the Lady found at last their just reward,
A strong, enduring love in which to live in light restored.

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I’ve included this following poem to commemorate Remembrance Day. It’s one I wrote as part of my Literature degree in memory of my Grandfather. Lest We Forget

Grandad Speaks

by: Kelvarhin

They called me Jack,
Though my mates
Called me Snowy.

A hazel-eyed beauty,
From London’s east-end,
Became my life’s love.
Two adored daughters,
Completed our home.

War intervened,
To the R.A.F. I soared.
Not to drop bombs,
Or dogfight in the sky,
Dinghy Drop rescues
Were my choice to fly.

The fates made their call,
Rescuers missing,
Lost over North Sea.
Three simple words,
All that were shared.

Missing in action.

No body to mourn,
No grave to cry on.
A telegraphed epitaph,
My Loves only memorial.

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If you have a Tolkien/Middle-earth inspired poem you’d like to share, then send it to poetry@theonering.net. One poem per person may be submitted each month. Please make sure to proofread your work before sending it in. TheOneRing.net is not responsible for poems posting with spelling or grammatical errors.

Have you always wanted to delight hobbit passerby with a beautiful springtime flower display but don’t feel confident in your green thumb? Then you’re in luck! Kili is here to show you just how easy it is to plant and grow bulbs! Watch the new episode and read her tips below.

Bulb planting tips:

  • Plant bulbs in the autumn so that they have time to chill over winter.
  • Choose a spot with partial to full sun
  • Bulbs need soil that drains well (so they don’t turn to mush after prolonged exposure to moisture), so amend clay soil with perlite or other substances to aid drainage
  • As a general rule, dig a hole twice as deep as the bulb is tall.
  • Plant bulbs in the autumn so that they have time to chill over winter.
  • After the flowers have finished, don’t prune them off! Allow the plant to continue its lifecycle. The leaves will continue to create and store energy that the bulb will use the following spring! The will die away on their own in mid-to-late summer.

Happy Hobbit has brought Middle-earth to its viewers’ daily lives since 2012! Learn more hobbity recipes, crafts, and more by watching new episodes and/or perusing the 10+ years worth of videos on their YouTube channel. 🌻 New episodes debut every other Saturday, so be sure you are subscribed to Happy Hobbit so that you don’t miss out!

Get even more slow-living hobbit content by following Happy Hobbit on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and TikTok! If watching the show has left you with an appetite for more, know that Kili (Kellie) has a podcast where Tolkien is often mentioned called Forests, Folklore & Fantasy

The following event(s) took place in Middle-earth on October 23:

  • Smaug searches the mountain (1341)
  • Bilbo returns to Smaug’s chamber (1341)
  • Smaug smashes the secret door (1341)
  • Smaug attacks Lake-town (1341)
  • Lake-town in the aftermath (1341)
  • Elrond’s third day in his battle to save Frodo (1418)
  • Gandalf and the hobbits make their way home from Rivendell (1419)
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Continue reading “Today in Middle-earth, October 23”

Flight to the FordThe following event(s) took place in Middle-earth on October 20:

  • Bilbo and the Dwarves think of what to do next at the Hidden Door (1341)
  • Escape across the Ford of Bruinen (1418)
  • Gandalf and Elrond perceive the Black Riders at the Ford of Bruinen (1418)
  • Frodo is brought to Rivendell (1418)
  • Return of the King is published (1955)
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Continue reading “Today in Middle-earth, October 20”

Welcome to The Great Hall of Poets, our poetry feature showcasing the talent of Middle-earth fans. So come and join us by the hearth, and enjoy!

If you have a Tolkien/Middle-earth inspired poem you’d like to share, then send it to poetry@theonering.net  One poem per person may be submitted each month. Please make sure to proofread your work before sending it in. TheOneRing.net is not responsible for poems posting with spelling or grammatical errors.

“The Sea Calls us Home”

By: Caroline Flynn

The wind is cold: soon the last leaf shall fall
And all shall be covered by winter’s pall.
In the restless breeze I hear a call.
The Sea calls us home.

Upon this Middle-earth we have endured storm and gale,
But now our long years begin to fade and fail,
Upon the grey ships we must set sail.
For the Sea calls us home.

O land we have loved through the lengthening years,
Enriched by our labor, watered by our tears,
Why now are you grown so cold and drear?
Why does the Sea call us home?

This sorrow of our hearts is not feigned
For in this land we have lived and reigned
And with our blood is this land stained.
But the Sea calls us home.

The Sea! Whose waters contain the memory of old,
The eternal Music it most closely holds
Our griefs and triumphs its voice enfolds.
Thus the Sea calls us home.

To the straight road of the West we now turn,
To the undying West for which our hearts now yearn
Where the Evening Star begins to burn.
For the Sea calls us home.

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Numenor’s Lament

By: L. May

Life’s many treasures

       Drowned in sea spray.

Waves cover memories,

       Flooding, razing,

All that was great.

       Floating bodies swirl,

Like wave-kissed pebbles,

       Tumbling and spinning.

Water foams over,

       In unending motion,

Advancing and retreating,

       With relentless ruin,

Till flotsam drifts,

       Upon restless waves.

Memory fades,

       Born out to sea,

Drawn down into

       Ulmo’s cold, dark realm.

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If you have a Tolkien/Middle-earth inspired poem you’d like to share, then send it to poetry@theonering.net. One poem per person may be submitted each month. Please make sure to proofread your work before sending it in. TheOneRing.net is not responsible for poems posting with spelling or grammatical errors.