Hello everyone! It's been forever since I've updated these poems. Here's the next installment, a poem for Éowyn. I actually have two for her, but unfortunately I couldn't get myself to delve too far into her actual journey or character- she's one of my favorite characters, but she's truly too complex to go really far. But I ramble. Enjoy!
Éowyn
Gold of hair
Pale of face
Strong of arm
Fierce in love
Wild in hate
Steadfast in mind
Cold to death
Hard to pain
Immune to trial
Betrayed by life
Wracked by treason
Spurred by determination
White Lady of the Horse-people
Shieldmaiden of the Rohirrim
Éowyn, Lady of Rohan
I'm not really happy with this, although it's satisfactory, so I wrote another one which I think will follow this. And then the Nazgûl will follow that.
matrixelf: Wow, you have been so great at reviewing this for me! I looove reviews! You gave me six... I love you forever. I can't reply to all that, I'd take up more space than the poem... so just thanks!
Laiquendi: Oh my gosh, yes, he did an incredible job singing it... I've memorized the whole song. I'm glad you liked the Sam poem. It took a lot to get the "I don't mean to" to fit with the rest, and it's sort of awkward in some places, but hey...