Board Thread:Lore Texts/@comment-30645975-20170529172757

I apologize for posting so much poetry (1)(2), but whenever I try to write a diary, it seems to me as if my writing is just too "cheesy". So poetry it is, this time about the nature-loving Elves. O fallen tree O broken bough Your spirit flees away from now O fallen giant O mighty one No longer pliant {choose:Your life is done,Your bark is dun} O drying leaves O empty soul The forest grieves On every knoll O barren roots O dying tree Bear no more fruits Your soul is free --- Flowers, flowers, in the dawn How you glisten on my lawn Roses, Daisies, Poppies too Leaves and buds and stem and roots. Flowers, flowers, in the day Form a living great bouquet Elanor, Clover, Marigold Grow forever, oh so bold. Flowers, flowers, in the night Fill the garden with your light Bluebell, Iris, Simbelmynë Slumber there until the noon. --- Cast upon this piece your praises, complaints, and suggestions! 
 * 1) title:Lament for an Ent
 * 2) author:{name:sindarin_male}
 * 3) by Campinator
 * 1) by Campinator
 * 1) title:Flowers in the Dawn
 * 2) author:{Sindarin_female}
 * 3) by Campinator
 * 1) by Campinator