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Boromir's Farewell - At the Anduin

May 2, 2003
Submitted By Ugluk

Through the grassy Wilderland
A flowing river wound its way
Like it could see its destination
Though the sea was far away.

Upon the bosom of the river
Half-full of water, but still afloat
Drifting quickly with the currents
There was a carven Elven-boat.

Not far away, upon the shore,
A young man sat, a beard he had
He saw the boat, and leapt for it
But then his heart ceased to be glad.

For in the boat a warrior lay
About his waist a belt of gold
A shattered sword was on his breast
And his fair face was icy cold.

"Boromir? How comest thou?"
Cried the man, for naught to say
He touched a moment the Elven prow
But then the boat flowed away.

The man stared after it with sadness
Tears of sorrow freely flowed
Twas like a dream, but with no waking
Boromir had taken the final road.

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... 7 Comments

Poor Boromir!!! How could he die???????? Great poem!!

Comment by ~Arwen_Evenstar925~ - May 4, 2003 @ 8:04 AM
Poor Boromir!!! How could he die???????? Great poem!!

Comment by ~Arwen_Evenstar925~ - May 4, 2003 @ 8:04 AM
Wonderful poem, Ugluk. Superbly writted and excellent subject. You get a 5

Comment by Lothloriel - May 6, 2003 @ 6:33 PM
Wonderful poem, Ugluk. Superbly writted and excellent subject. You get a 5

Comment by Lothloriel - May 6, 2003 @ 6:33 PM
I always wanted to cry for Faramir when he saw his brother here. Wonderful poem, I loved it!

Comment by Trasmerg38 - May 6, 2003 @ 7:08 PM
I always wanted to cry for Faramir when he saw his brother here. Wonderful poem, I loved it!

Comment by Trasmerg38 - May 6, 2003 @ 7:08 PM
It's very touching. Poor Faramir.

Comment by Elrohiril - April 12, 2004 @ 6:18 PM