Harry Potter Poetry

If You Could Be a Wizard
If you could be a wizard,
Whatever would you do,
Would you go to Hogwarts, Durmstrang,
Or even Beauxbatons too.

Whenever you got mad,
you'd blow somebody up,
Whenever you were glad,
You'd make your potion erupt.

Would you keep your soul,
In your diary, or a locket?
Would you carry around,
An invisibility cloak in your pocket?

All the things I've said,
You maybe think impossible,
But no, no, no, never here,
In the Potter novels

Quidditch is a Lovely Sport
Quidditch is a lovely sport
In which I play all day
I just love the quidditch court
What I'm trying to say

Is that I want to ride a broom
High up in the air
On my broom I would go ZOOM
As the wind blew through my hair

How I want to feel that snitch
Enclosed up in my hand
Oh, how I love the sport of quidditch
It's the greatest in the land

I feel the urge to throw a quaffle
Through those golden goals
At my obsessions, others baffle
But yes, quidditch completes my soul

Away from the bludgers, I must sway
If I want to stay alive
They speed at you then fly away
And try to hit a different guy

Oh quidditch, you complete me
Pero no tengo jugar con mi amor
Oh quidditch, can't you see?
You make my heart soar

Ode to JK Rowling and Harry Potter
JK Rowling weaves a tale
Of blood, a scar, and wafting veil
A boy through courage, truth and pain
Finds he has been the one ordained
To fight the evil and most vile
Lord Voldemort, all the while
Finding in a heart most true
The strength to endlessly pursue
The remnant pieces of the soul,
Torn away, that once was whole
Harry is the Chosen One
Who cannot live unless he's done
The one thing hardest in a heart
To kill another, tear apart
These souls from life and leave them dead A final task that he must
tread Our dear boy Harry - wish him well!
As Joanne writes one final spell
We'll say good-bye and sorely miss
Her world of heroes, villains (hiss!)
Friendship, love, betrayal too
Magic wands and potions brew
But we'll revisit and be caught
In her spell of magic taught
At Hogwarts and the heart's true home
A place we dearly love to roam.