Wow, they're so cool. I love them...

Thanks for reading........

Your're so awesome puppers. Its really, really good. *snuggles and loves on*

good good good!

Love 'em Pup!!

*gapes in awe* That was a-ma-zing! One thing though, I don't know if it's because PoA was longer or what, it seemed like you took more shortcuts that the previous 2 poems. i mean, it seemed like you skipped more stuff this time. but still, it was an amazing poem!! *bows to the master*

okay... DUDE don't do that!!!!!!!!!

well thank you for reminding readers of the no spamming rule, please restrict your posts to comments about my poetry or suggestions or requests about poems you would like me to attempt. As the Poetry Moderator, I can assure you that I have read and continue to read most, if not all, of the poems and poet's works on these pages......thanks for reading

Good job. I'm not sure if you've done one about Hermione, but if you didn't can you please write one?

Hey... I'm mel and it's been nearly a year since i was last on. Your poems were interesting... some kind of pessimistic... But all the same... good.

nice poem.. i wish i could write like that.. =P

actually I haven't really done much on her, *thinks* I'll see what I can come up with...thanks for the suggestion...

Thanks Mel.....welcome back, don't stay away so long please....

well....thanks but I've had a lot of practice at it...lol don't give up on your abilities, poetry comes in many flavors and levels....good luck

I'm good at writing short poems, but I can't write long ones like you do.

I was looking at another website who is also running the WB contest and they asked for an essay, pic or some other HP related thing so, as usual, I wrote a poem since I can't draw or write essays.......

and I deciced to post it here too because it's relevant with tomorrow's release of GoF......enjoy


The Maze

Through Dragons and Merpeople you came out ahead,
Even though you didn’t enter the race.
Though you beat all the odds by not ending up dead,
It’s a monstrous maze you must face.

To the winner all glory and a cup made of gold,
It’s the chance of a lifetime, they say.
Use your instinct and magical talents you’re told,
To defeat dangerous foes on the way.

Your wand is your compass to “four-point” left or right,
And lead you to complete victory.
You progress through the maze using Lumos for light,
And not knowing where danger may be.

You complete the Sphinx riddle and the upside down cloud,
Feel you must be so near to the end.
Had to jinx Viktor Krum when Cedric yelled out aloud,
And you both thought he could be your friend.

To the middle you race as the spider moves in
And it’s Cedric that now you must save.
You both grab the Cup so together you’ll win,
But are port-keyed to Tom Riddle’s grave.

With some bones from his senior and blood from your vein,
Lord Voldemort rises anew.
And he calls his Death-eaters to join him again,
To begin doing what Death-eaters do.

The Dark Lord is unsure as your wands lock to each,
It’s a battle between life and death.
You grab Cedric’s body, for the cup then, you reach,
And return to the maze out of breath.

All the galleons you’ve won doesn’t mean anything,
To what the Wizarding world has learned,
That the headlining piece on the Prophet will ring,
Lord Voldemort has been returned.

Nice poem; good job. Please write more!

Great job on all them.... I liked them....

I have always wondered what goes on at Christmas in the Wizarding world other than what we've seen in the books so I took the liberty of taking a guess........hope you enjoy it and Happy Christmas...


Owls and House Elves

The new fallen snow on the ground is so bright
That it wakens them early this day
For the busiest time of the year is tonight
To do Christmas, the wizarding way.

Chocolate frogs that keep leaping, trying hard to escape
Pumpkin Pasties and fresh Cauldron cakes
They’ve even delivered an invisibility cape
Plus whatever the Zonko’s shop makes

Once the presents are wrapped and tied neatly with bows
It’s the owls that deliver the toys
From the homes of the wizarding parents, to those
Good wizarding girls and boys

Hand sewn sweaters for Weasleys and candy galore
And a box full of Bernie Bott’s beans
Brand new trainers and self correcting quill pens will soar
It’s one of the most magical scenes

They take flight from their perches and set to the air
Never thinking about themselves
It’s their owners and keepers for which they all care
To return with their loads for the elves

As they fly through the night trying not to get hit
By that Muggle who dresses in red
A right jolly ole elf, but he drives like a git
They’d be better off owled instead

They pass over the grounds near the Hogwart’s Great Hall
Where twelve towering Christmas trees stand
With holly and mistletoe hung on the wall
And soon sparkling snowflakes will land

Enlightened suits of armor enchanted to sing
Christmas carols of holiday cheer
Sending promise of what the next Christmas will bring
And be thankful for blessings this year

To the top of the owlery the packages fly
On the wings just as silent as ghosts
Where a line up of house elves stands ready to try
To deliver these Christmas Eve posts

To each dorm they must go without making a sound
They pass secretly throughout the night
So when morning arrives each four poster is found
Stacked with presents by dawn’s early light

With the joy of a two-year-old, wrappings are torn
And the secrets within are released
They compare the new trinkets and the clothes to be worn
‘Round the school, to the Holiday feast

There’s a hundred roast turkeys and beef piled high
And tureensful of sweet buttered peas
Christmas puddings conceal silver sickles inside
Pumpkin juice mugs are stacked up in threes

As the wizarding holiday draws to a close
We’re reminded of why we are blessed
Seasons greetings to you, Happy Christmas to all
Now the owls and house elves will rest