I wrote this poem, Snowy Glades, last night while looking out at the snow covered city. Although my inspiration was urban I seem to have moved towards a natural experience in this short piece.
The moonlight holds me
Under the fading stars
Shadows of a memory
The wind pricks my face
A thosand thorns inducing
The trees answer in muted agony
Under the weighed down branches
In snowy glades, I walk
Memories of a shadow
That last line so looks like a LOTR reference.
I can see how you can see that, but I didn't do that intentionally.
You probably say that because Tolkien uses 'shadow' quite a bit in very interesting ways. He uses it as a noun in many instances when describing evil things.