Prim’s New Place
A new beginning in a new place
With many a new name and a new face
Yet new they are not, or not all of them
For I have seen them, now and again.
The road goes ever on and on
Or so ‘tis said by Tolkien
But wandering feet here shall stay
At least for a spell, heed what I say
For home is where your heart is found
Even if no one’s around
Except with whom you share your thoughts
So home is here, regardless of cost.
And home sweet home it would not be,
If not for the presence of all of thee,
So here's to all our fannish host,
In Tolkien's honour I propose a toast!
By Ada 08/10/05
Together as one they hunted wild game through the wood,
He scouted the glen and she the woods where they stood.
Numenorian blood still pulsed hot in their veins,
During these hunts, or making love, or in singing refrains.
Happy days such as these they walked on hand in hand,
Once proud sailors and kings, now a rag tag small band.
Rangeress and her man lived well in the North wood,
The wandering spirit bade them walk on, whenever it could.
So together they sojourn on, hither and near
Following the call of the wild, that rings in their ears
For boriel on her birthday vacation, a poem drabble.
(and those aren't easy my precious, no they are not.)
- Onono / Ada
They are flickering at me
Cursoring my name
Daydream, save me from this day!
Lift me up, take me away!
In a far, fair land set me gently down
Where trees can talk and the colour green is a noun!
Take me away to Middle-earth!
(be sure to give the Supervisor's Office a wide berth!)
There's gold in the hills and it's easily found
And there are handsome and eligible bachelors wandering around!
Where the lines between Goodness and Evil are drawn
With a difference as clear as between Ruler and Pawn
I'll learn to dance beneath the trees
And smell the flowers (and sneeze and sneeze!)
But I won't care-- I'll be in heaven
(Though, I will miss my 7-11;
There'll be no more taking lunch off a shelf
I'll have to hunt and cook it myself!)
To a land where many strange creatures dwell
(And telemarketers do not call me on my cell)
Where the Bad Guys wear black and the Good Guys white
And you can say 'thou' without sounding trite!
To live in a great city made of stone
(without electricity, I'll chill to the bone!)
I'll be a princess; every girl's fantasy!
(without a radio, computer, or TV...)
Daydream, Daydream, on second thought
Maybe I'm happier with what I've got!
Dreaming away, this foggy morn
Looking out my window to see
If Hobbits run by 'neath the window
Or Elves travelled over the sea.
I look through my mind's eye to get there
and stay as long as I can
For in Middle-earth it's fun to travel
Whether you be hobbit, elf, dwarf or man.
I'm there whenever I can make it
Til reality jars me to work
I hope to return fairly quickly,
Despite that my boss is a jerk!
Once a year, from West and East, The Farthings gather here,
to celebrate, with a Hobbity Feast, in merriment and cheer.
Linaewen and Onomir share a birth date, just as do the Baggins,
so come one, come all, and join us today, here at the Green Dragon.
- Onono Laivindur
Wisdom and kindness
Bounty of northern woods
Most noble lady
- for Linaewen, by Orangeblossom Took