Judging this one was even harder than the first!
I had a hard time deciding, everyone had GREAT poems.
Honorable Mention goes to...
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True Narnian: I love the idea, stupendous word choice - but (you may have been going for this) in places it's a bit choppy because the rhythm is off.
Winter White Rose
Stealing breath,
stealing beauty,
piercing to look at,
cold steady eyes.
Twilight zoning,
the sun streaking through,
the black forest frowning,
the wind howling.
Bled forever on,
to paint the world red,
white winter rose
still holding on, till
that last breath.
A sound to take
one breaths away,
to diminish and disappear,
gone out into the sea,
the rose still sitting,
in this dark forest,
its beauty too
overpowering.
Oh White
Winter Rose that
bled at the night,
White Winter Rose
who took all fame,
fair to gaze upon,
hearts to take.
Sorrowful and Joyful,
sight and sound not
to be heard.
White Winter Rose,
come back, come back
and let yourself be known.
Third Place:
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Turwathiel Shadeslayer: Beautiful word choice, the rhythm is pretty good, and it tells a story.
The Nazgul
Riders of Black,
Riders of Night,
When they attack,
They bring along fright.
Niether alive nor dead,
They've been summoned,
Watch your head,
They're a'com'en.
Raiths on wings,
Forever searching,
Olden Kings,
Always lerking.
Riders of Steeds,
Death lurks around,
Evil deeds,
Hope can be found.
Destoyed is Islidur's Bane,
The Nazgul flee,
The world is sane,
Light is now free.
Second Place:
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Eowyn of Ithilien: Well... it's some of your poetry, so there's not really much I have to say - your poetry is so well written and the rhythm and rhyming is great.
Trapped
Not trapped by bars or lock and key,
No prison cell or guards for me.
Instead I’m trapped inside my head
With only fear and me to dread.
This lonely world feels small and grey,
No hint of joy or sign of day;
No silver moon or stars on high –
Nothing there but cold, bleak sky.
I long to feel the joy I see
In everybody else but me,
But all I feel is loneliness,
Too tired to eat, too weak to dress.
I cannot seem to shake the fear
That this, my life, will end right here.
My demon self won’t let me go
And I can’t beat it, that I know.
The walls I raise I cannot see
And yet they seem so real to me.
They tower above my lonely soul
And leave me trapped in this black hole.
First place:
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Peredhil Lover: Flows well, beautiful word choice, nice rhythm... what else can I say, other than it's really great!
A Poet's Love
Passion flowing from trembling quill,
In the silence stilling the heart-beat,
Crafted anguish sharpening lead,
Lust curling cursive with flowing heat.
Sapphire marring forgotten pages,
Beauty trapped in haunted rhyme,
Verses screaming wanton whispers,
From another forgotten, enraptured time.
Romances strewn ‘cross tattered pages,
Softly echoing ink-stained cries,
Waken a heart that now lays motionless,
Before all faith in love truly dies.
I've started a new topic for round 3, since I can't edit TN's post.
