The dead men of Dunharrow – Released from time

by Aug 9, 2003Poetry

Naked trees quiver in the misty hue,
Oaken boughs stand alone,
Mountains tremble, rivers weep,
Dead men, cursed to never sleep.

Darkened stone, black as death,
The emblem of folly old,
An image, given to deceat and lies,
Are they who are restless, hollow eyes.

Gohstly muscles tense, sword in the arm,
Longing for war and for redemption,
Unlikly allies, released by a king,
Furure to all, these dead men shall bring.


Submit a Comment

Found in Home 5 Reading Room 5 Poetry 5 The dead men of Dunharrow – Released from time

You may also like…

The Dead Marshes.

The dead marhes through the eyes of a child who witnessed it. Though it may be your initial reponse, please keep in mind that it is not based off any real characture from Lord of the Rings. I made this one all up. Please comment.

read more