The Troll

Far over the mumbling Mountains of Moan
Where blazing hot Firebirds are nurtured and flown,
Through silver veined canyons and mines filled with gold
By Dwarves in their halls seeking riches untold.

There lives by the side of a babbling brook,
Buried deep in the earth, in it's own special nook,
Underneath a quite small yet conspicuous knoll,
Hidden from prying eyes is the home of a Troll.

Alone in his cavern of amethyst ore,
He sleeps undisturbed with a grunt and a snore,
And makes the ground tremble with dream induced growls
That fly up with spit from his thick flapping jowls.

The floor all around is a sea of gnawed bones
Stained pink by the light from those crystalline stones,
That shimmer and sparkle like miniature storms
Left raging for aeons in mineral forms.

His slow beating heart sounds a deep thumping boom
That scythes through the half light and twinkling gloom
By which, if you look in the cold that persists,
The Troll's heavy breath funnels up into mists.

A great iron club with its spots of rust red
Stands upright and ready close by to his bed,
The Troll's hairy fingers draped over his prize
To snatch at the hilt should the instant arise.

One beady eye open, the other shut fast,
Only the foolhardy would dare to creep past,
Wake him at your peril, no need to surmise,
You will meet a brutal and violent demise.

A wrinkled behemoth with rings through his nose,
The truth of his origin, nobody knows,
Some say Trolls were spawned at the dawn of the world
When primeval magics and such swished and swirled.

While others less fanciful look to the West
Where dark Elvish wizards in black arts invest,
The wrong incantation performed on a man
Is rumoured to be how the Troll race began.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Your rhyme & rhythm tickles my fancy, it's so well done. I started out thinking about a troll who bugs people online (since I just read a piece about this happening). Even tho the well-detailed descriptions show us your imaginative rendition of the classic troll under a bridge, I could also see this story being a metaphor for those pathetic ones that torment others to get their kicks. All in all, I love the way your details painted the whole story in my mind (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[sette]

though i am not fond of fantasy and sci fic, i appreciated this piece of writing because it is unique and found it an interesting read.

[Adam Latham]

Thank you, Sette. I quite enjoy writing fantasy inspired poetry...so far I've written about fairies, trolls, pixies, and butterfly princesses. :) I haven't written any science fiction themed poetry yet but I do have an idea floating around in my head. :)

[sette]

and hopefully you can put it into writing.