AN: I do not own any part of the Lord of the Rings universe except the crazy ideas I may write about for your viewing pleasure. The poem itself is my intellectual property, however.
Like any poem, a comma means a short pause and a period means a long pause; commas inside a line mean the same thing. You don't have to worry about any ellipses for this poem. Standard a,b,c,b pattern.
(Story)
The lost set out,
In troubled airs,
To right the wrongs,
Of the world, not theirs,
A fellowship,
Of nine to boot,
And should they fail,
The point is moot,
Lost we all,
Shall become,
Ruled by wretched,
Orc'n Scum,
And though our friends,
From far westward,
Did fail to pass,
The world was saved at last.
For eternity,
From Mordor.
And yet if they,
Had simply gone,
By way of Hawk,
They'd have saved a tonne,
Of time in which,
Many did die,
For the fellowship's sake,
By Moria's flight!
(Story)
AN: June 10th, 2012: Well, I don't know why I'm writing this instead of making edits to my other stories like I'm supposed to, but the poem king of just struck me while I was about to go to sleep and I didn't want to miss out on sharing it with you guys.
My stanzas are usually centered around a concept I just refer to as 'flow' and 'meaning'. It has to roll off the tongue and have a deeply impacting meaning to be worth writing. Granted, in this case, the idea of using the Hawks to navigate past all the terrain was originally from HISHE (How it Should Have Ended). I recommend their work. I've edited the page so that you can understand how the poem is supposed to 'flow' as best I can describe without my usual notes.
As always, thanks for reading. I hope you review!