No Call to Counter Strike
10.19.09
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The hidden pass of the seven gates,
were betrayed by an envious Maeglin.
A hidden terrifying force – irate,
consisted of orcs, dragons, and iron machines.
This treacherous surprise attack,
occurred at the Gates of the Summer festival.
Caught my Elven brothers unaware and slack,
this massacre from our constant rivals.
Maeglin suffered the fate of his father,
as I, Tuor, threw him into a precipice.
A secret way was contrived by Idril, my lover,
and painfully left this hidden land in pieces.
Gondolin fell to Morgoth’s dark army,
along with thousands of my blood brothers,
The city fell because of love, lust and the power hungry,
no call to counter strike was uttered.
This poem was inspired by the fall of Gondolin.
About the author: Zorlone
Zorlone, an anagram of my name. A title fitting to this blog of mine. Words are created every time such as blogs created online. This site will showcase thoughts translated into words. Dream. Create. Inspire. Follow me in Twitter @Zorlone or visit me too at 140 Flash Fiction.
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Haiku april 19, 2010
This is becoming your forte, Doc Z. It's super, even if I'm not so familiar with the terminology. By the way, where are the Zorlonians? I want to know more. Another chapter please.
Can I describe your poem into three words? Cool, Fun and Excellente! Dude!
Your Blog really rocks BIG TIME! hehehe
I must remember to add you to my blogroll, since I seem to miss several days between posts now. I am with Jena Isle and patiently await the next installment.
Cool! This is like “dude” poetry.
Hi Jhong,
Thank you for the three words. he he he. The last was Italian? Exellente?
Z
Hi Jen,
I do love fantasy and sci-fi stories and this one fits my poetic craving. Thank you.
Ah… I have actually made a draft, but, my Treo got reset along with the second installment. Will be writing soon.
Z
Anne,
I am honored to be listed to your blog roll, thank you!
I better find time to make write the continuation of “The Ancient Find” story.
Z
Anne,
I am honored to be listed to your blog roll, thank you!
I better find time to make write the continuation of “The Ancient Find” story.
Z
Thanks Heather! I'm glad you liked it.
Z
What?! No call to counter strike was sounded? Slackers. Ahahaha. So who got the ring to safety? Okay, I'm a tad confused here obviously.
Hey Jan,
No worries. This was a sad story of Gondolin. There was no time to counter strike and the losses were too much for our Elvish heroes. The ring wasn't forged at this time, yet. he he he.
Z
is this from LOTR?
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