In Fair Ithilien
- Daisy Gold
A/N:
Every week I set out on a journey to visit my
dear mum. I usually go four times a week or more if I can. I walk there
and back again as I need to lose weight. Large parts of the way is
through the Falls Park and then pass the City Cemetery. These are
lovely green areas and I enjoy this part of the walk.
Of course I have named parts of the park as places from M E;
Rivendell is where the tall pines cast lovely evening shadows on
the grass. I can see the elves roaming here singing sweet songs or
dancing. There are rolling fields and sports fields I think of as
places in Gondor and Rohan. What fun it would be to see a football
match between Gondorians and the Rohirrim. Mind you the Irish guys are
not half bad either.
The playgrounds, bowling green, and flower beds are of course The
Shire. There was a dark woody area by a stream I thought of as the Old
Forest but it had no willows and then I called it Mirkwood as there
were squirrels in the trees. A few weeks ago the council cleared away
all the shrubby growth so drinkers couldn't hide in them. It is now
more pleasant to walk pass and is rather charming with the daffodils
along the banks of the stream. So now it is Woody End and the bridge is
the Brandywine Bridge.
The poem below came to me as I was on my way home and happened to see a
cuckoo in the cemetery. This is the only time I have see one for real
and not a picture in a book. It was a special moment. The park is full
Spring ; new green, pretty flowers and bird song. I hope you like my
poem.
In Fair Ithilien
The warm sun shone on vales and hills,
The greening woods, the sparkling rills.
My rambling feet were glad to stray
In fair Ithilien that day.
.
Far off I heard the cuckoo sing,
A cheerful song to welcome Spring.
It was by chance I passed its way.
In fair Ithilien that day.
.
Amid the meadow grass there grew
Trembling blossoms in every hue.
Such beauty took my breath away.
In fair Ithilien that day.
.
The warm sun shone on vales and hills
In fair Ithilien that day.
