Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings or people and places from it. They are the property of J.R.R. Tolkien.



An Arrow's Path

Soft and Slick

Yet Strong and True

Is an arrow's stick

While bringing enemies

To their knees

Through the trees

Whispering to the birds

For the to flee

As many animals do

Moving on

It pierces the heart of one

And stays there 'til dawn

Unless it's journey is not done

But continues on and on

Others follow in its path

For oh, so long

And to anyone who can do the Math

They'll see

The heroes won!

Thanks for reading, please review and don't be too harsh this is my first poem to do with the Lord of the Rings.