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 Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 7:33 pm
Hey, I had an idea...about the Harry Potter Guild...
I was thinking that it would be interesting to have a place where people can post poetry about the life in a hogwarts school, or other Harry Potter related topics. I didn't know if anyone else had suggested this-but I thought it would be a different field both enjoyable and entertaining. It would be fun to see if people could make up poetry, or write a very good description on something along those lines. For example: (not saying that this is good, just an example of what I was getting at)
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A memorable moment of fragile mentality,
the only chance of courageous choosing-
for no more will any choice be viewed
after one's decisive musing.
A silky voice scars the silence
achieving no believing of deceiving.
My heart flutters as I mutter of anticipation-
my heaving breathing seems to be leaving.
Three titles first torn from flame-
only one more to be brought to cold,
could it call of cordiality?
Or would my name be the one to behold.
The grasp to enclasp one fragile slip,
on which every eye clings
to know who their hero be-
am I to be in this year's rings?
My name echoes in the silence-
blood cold, and dormant dance of death
I stand, stirring my unwilling soul-
for I can no longer take breath.
A fate which I freely forsook,
and now I shall by my school's ornament.
Should I have submitted, and given freely?
For now my life becomes the tournament.
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Well, I just thought it might be fun... I'm into poetry and writing, and I was wondering if you had made a thread like this before. So, tell me what you think about opening up a subforumn or area for this... Thank you for listening to my ideas and LONG entries, I appreciate that you take the time to read them. Have a great day!
A Ravenclaw 1st year:
Empress_Cat
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 8:08 pm
I do think that this is interesting - and a potential area for expansion of this subforum. I'm not certain if we have enough interest for a new subforum (although I could be wrong) but I do think that the fanfiction forum could be changed to 'Fanfiction and Poetry" or "Fanwritten Works" (or something along those lines).
By the way, I completely disagree with your statement before your example - I thought that the poem used is a good work. It's very insightful and gives a different interpretation upon review - I'm certain that many people can see something different in each reading. It evokes a wanting to explore the depths of the literary word, a yearning to dissect and discern. That is always a good sign for a poem.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 3:58 pm
Orna I do think that this is interesting - and a potential area for expansion of this subforum. I'm not certain if we have enough interest for a new subforum (although I could be wrong) but I do think that the fanfiction forum could be changed to 'Fanfiction and Poetry" or "Fanwritten Works" (or something along those lines).
By the way, I completely disagree with your statement before your example - I thought that the poem used is a good work. It's very insightful and gives a different interpretation upon review - I'm certain that many people can see something different in each reading. It evokes a wanting to explore the depths of the literary word, a yearning to dissect and discern. That is always a good sign for a poem.
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And thank you, I am glad you liked my poem. I simply wanted an example of poetry work that could be posted, so I thought up a Harry Potter related subject, and turned it to a different point of view and turned it into poetry. I am so happy that you enjoyed it, and flattered that you would say so. Thank you so much for your feedback, and I am anxious to hear more!
Empress_Cat
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:31 pm
Hello again. I wanted to add a few things. First off-thank you to everyone who has visited my little post, it isn't much but it is something that I thought of and enjoy immensely. I still would love to hear more feedback-but perhaps I haven't provided enough information on the intentions of this thread. I said, besides poetry (if you are not the one who likes poetry) there would be written descriptions. And if you haven't done this before-then you should!! Here is an example of "Fanfiction and Poetry":
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The atmospheric taste was hanging on my tongue, as I walked upon highly tread floors beneath me set. My mind was whirling with soaring blues, and greys of my mind's wildest dreams that I had never thought could come true. For I had never before, in my heart, even fathomed that this life could exist-in my plain world of black and white I lived. Then my soul was set into vivid color, and my desires set free like helium filled balloons allowed to escape the gravitational pull. Yet I had never thought that I could be like those red and blue bauble's tied to strings-and touch the sky. Never did I think that time would whirl past my eyes, and bite at my gripping hands-holding to a rod. Could I have imagined the thrill of twirling with nothing below or above or behind me but sky? The thought of a fall-would make my heart jump-but then settle back to my chest as I moved more towards the safety of the ground. Clinging to my stick, my hair tied securely at my neck-eyes stinging with the cold of the wind. I could close my eyes and relax myself and feel as if traveling through time, space and nothingness-to simply disappear and float into the beginning of the black warp of emptiness. The trickling horrified excitement at my power would sink into my bones like the flaying air at my flesh. Then the tingle of warmth and unsettled feet would I feel upon exiting the ride. And sad would I be-not to feel the rush, the feeling of freedom and flight-the feeling of the unsecurity-and yet perfect safety of only a broom beneath me.
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It would be entertaining and exciting to create phrases, paragraphs or short stories reflecting on one experience, and then describe it in vivid detail. Simple detailed pieces like that are refreshing like a cool drink of water on a dry hot throat-it relieves the need to feel the freedom and flight of words that can so easily carry us away on their wings. Feel free to trying your keyboards to such writing and posting it on here-it'll get this thread started maybe-but only if you want it to commense.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 12:44 pm
This is a great topic and I actually have a poem that a friend and I(whom has moved to another state far away from me) wrote together. It's called Slytherin Pride and we actually performed it at our book store's Deathly Hallows release party.
Lucius, Draco, and Phineas Black
The Dark Lord is finally back.
Gryffindor and Slytherin
The fire of the fued is flamed again.
Hexes shouted across the hall
Defy the serpents and you shall fall.
Potions master Severus Snape
We'll prove him innocent, it's not too late.
In our hearts, Salazar shalt never die
Revel in our Slytherin pride.
Well, there it is. I didn't say it was good because it isn't really, but tell me what you think.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 8:55 pm
I have quite few HP poems. Prolly not as good as yours is Empress.
But here we go!
Innocent and Convicted
An innocent angel,
perfect as can be
convicted of crimes
his so called friend did.
When he was just
a by stander
in the wrong place,
at the wrong time.
He was sent to a place
far worse then hell itself,
for his soul to be sucked
right out of him,
and no love and light
to be left within him.
Revenge is all he now seeks.
Revenge on that rat
that ruined his life.
He plans and he plots
hoping he doesn't die
and be left to rot.
When he finally escapes
and the sun shines down
a sparkle appears in his eyes.
He runs far away
from his near death
to try and restore
his hope, faith and dreams.
When he finds that,
he can't help but smile
the most real smile seen
on his face in a long time.
Though deep down inside
his heart still burns
for the revenge he seeks
on his so called friend,
on that stupid little rat
that almost let him die
in a place far worse
then hell itself.
SIRIUS BLACK
Kind of freestyled that one, it's one of my faves. What do you think?
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 8:56 pm
Like Father, Like Son
Mr. Potter
with his ruffled black hair
and brown eyes
hidden behind round glasses.
Going by the name of James,
but referred to as Prongs
by his friends
like brothers to him.
Sneaking around after midnight
under a cloak or as a stag
with the Marauder's Map, he says
"I solemnly swear I'm up to no good."
His friends at his side,
they explore the great wonders
that is their school, that is their home
and never seize to be amazed.
Mr. Potter
may he rest in peace,
never be forgotten,
and always be loved by those he loved.
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Mr. Potter
with ruffled black hair
and his mother's green eyes
hidden behind round glasses.
Going by the name of Harry,
but often referred to as
The Boy Who Lived or The Chosen One
for the scar on his head.
Sneaking around after midnight
under his father's cloak
with the Marauder's Map, he says
"I solemnly swear I'm up to no good."
His friends at his side,
they explore the wonders
his own heroes found
within their school, within their home.
Mr. Potter
may he finally find his peace,
always be remembered for his triumph,
and always be loved by those he loves.
Like father, like son.
Another one of my faves!
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 8:57 pm
Sirius Black
S exy
I rresistible
R ock-star
I ncrediable
U nbelievable
S illy
B old
L azy
A ble
C aring
K ind
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 8:57 pm
Motorcycles Can't Fly
When she sleeps at night
she dreams about a
flying motorcycle,
but they can't fly!
Or so she thought.
Because in a world
created by this young girl
Sirius Black can fly a motorcycle.
And through her dreams
he flies on by.
Stopping just to say hi,
or maybe grab a quick bite.
She awoke from this dream.
But still she swears she saw
a man upon a motorcycle
on her roof last night.
But motorcycles can't fly.
It can't possibly be true.
Unless your a dreamer,
Like me...now, are you?
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 8:58 pm
Howl At Moony
A howl at the moon
in the middle of the night.
Looking out the window
I see it's fully risen.
A perfect circle,
shinning bright.
And we all know what that means,
Remus Lupin's on the prowl tonight
I love this one!
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 9:00 pm
Jack-O-Lanterns
Color Code: Dumbledore, Sirius, Remus, James, Peter, Hagrid & all
Writen for a Halloween contest at Immeritus
Jack-O-Lanterns
Everywhere.
tell us Sirius,
How many are there?
I can't count how many
are in this yard.
But tell us Remus,
how many are yours?
I count 2, 4, 6, 8
and mine all have silly faces.
Please tell James,
why are all yours the same?
I'm uncreative,
I count about 6
all bearing Lily's face-
oh what a waste!
Why Peter,
you have yet to tell us
how many Jack-O-Lanterns
you have made!
I'm slow sir,
I only have one!
It's huge though sir
and inside's lots of fun!
Now where have all my pumpkins gone?
I grew them just for Halloween
to place in the Great Hall.
I just can't believe this!
Dumbledore did it
He made us all of these!
I assure you it was them!
Why thank you Sir! They're splendid!
No problem at all!
Wait! We made these!
Now kids, just wish Hagrid a-
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 7:21 pm
Those are pretty good. My favourites are the first two, Motercycles can't fly, and the last one. The last one is fun.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:31 pm
The Marauders
Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs
Four best friends who couldn't go wrong
Their creation of the Marauder's Map
Made getting around the castle a total snap.
First came Moony, the werewolf boy
Remus Lupin, their pride and joy.
Really smart, and a bookworm too...
But you just wait 'till the full moon.
Wormtail was a tag-a-long
He loved to follow Padfoot and Prongs
Peter Pettigrew was his name
And to Lord Voldemort he brought fame.
Padfoot was a loving dog
And the most daring of the throng
He spent some time in Azkaban...
Sirius Black was a wanted man.
Last but not least, there was Prongs--
A stag of a man with many wrongs
But he rode again, even after death
Through his son, James Potter never left.
The adventures of the four were legend
With them getting in and out of detention
Many a marauder were still to come
But the first were Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs.
Okay, so I've got a rhyming problem...but at least it sounds sort of OK...
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 2:19 pm
Wow everyone! Thank you so much for coming to this little post! I've been gone for so long, and now I see what I missed. I'm sorry I wasn't here to report on your poetry and the like. I appreciate the poetry and comments, and I'm just tickled pink that anyone was even interested enough to come! Thanks again, and I look forward to hearing from you.
Sincerely,
Empress_Cat
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 7:35 pm
All wonderful poems. Hmm....Well, I suppose mine sucks too much to even bother with asking what you guys think. *looks back at post that has poem about Slytherins* Yeah, it sucks.
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