Disclaimer: Yet again, I don't own it, I'm not making money off it, and if you sue me, all you'll get is some burned Blind Guardian CD's and an old lava lamp.
A/N: Huzzah for the return of boredom and Silm haikus. Thank you to my reviewers ('cept Melkie, but she's a special case) y'all keep me going. I've tried to resolve my counting problem. Again, constructive crit appreciated, nice gushing reviews will be publicly displayed and flames laughed at and used to feed my mini.
Ulmo
Lord of all water
Last to abandon Noldor
Roams throughout the deeps
Manwë
Delights in the air
King under Ilúvatar
Lives on mountain high
Varda
Kindler of stars
Elves in exile call to her
Lady of the West
Namo
Keeper of spirits
Laid his doom upon Noldor
Knows most that shall be
Lórien
Nightingales singing
Shadows whispering sweet dreams
Gardens of repose
The Moon
Marred silver vessel
Greatest flower of elder tree
Steered on wayward course
Elrond and Elros
Half elven brothers
Captured in third Kinslaying
Divided by fate
Men
Weaker younger race
Seduced by Dark Lord's promise
Awoke in the East
Turin
Fell son of Hurin
Slayer of friend and foe
Man of many names
Glorfindel
Fought fire demon
Golden hair and shining sword
Returned from Mandos
Helcaraxë
Frigid grinding ice
Unstable bridge to the East
Many spirits fled
And a limerick because I'm a nut…
There once was an elf from Valinor,
Who thought the place was quite a bore.
He left in a huff,
And was killed by a flame puff.
And that is the story of Fëanor.