Harry had such amazing fun
playing with snitch and ton
flying about close to the sun
tried hard and often won
The thought to play arose
events would keep us on our toes
no time to dream or dose
always watching for blows or foes
Harry was kept on the run
opposition trying to stun
balls zooming by like shots from a gun
after each game he was done
Seen how fast it all flows
constantly dodging harsh blows
scarce time to blow ones nose
catching that snitch is the close
Reflects life and our woes
seldom stopping to smell a rose
constantly watching how it all goes
trying to avoid our own lows
Rules of each game impose
next event one never knows
each action karmically sews
weeds and seeds that need no hose
Life and quiditch are equally unreal
tossed about by how we feel
avoiding that with which we should deal
distractions will only steal!
19.2.07 – And here’s another about Harry conquered his Tormentors!
I agree with Miriam, I was almost expecting a morel to the poem … but had it already in my head.
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What a clever comparison!
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WOAHHHH!!! I LOVE THIS . The inner witch can’t stop from reading this over and over again . Oh and I also made my siblings read it , they loved it too. Perhaps I’ll ask to get this into our curriculum or maybe we can chant this for encouragement before the game. I’m in the team !!
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I absolutely love Harry Potter and everything that relates to it….this is an amazing post…do you follow muggle quidditch
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I LOVE this! Its so clever and I love everything Harry Potter so this has made me smile ๐
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I’ve read all the Potter books. Time wells spent – a lovely distraction with those lessons stuck in games and trials.
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Namaste Calm Kate ๐
A fun little rhyme, aesthetically pleasing, freely flowing with oblique humour (and wit) and delivering an essential message: it peps me up nicely at 4a.m on a Monday morning to brave the unknown perils of this game we call life.
But how much easier living would be if not for the Whomping Willow Trees. If only we all owned Firebolt broomsticks ๐
Namaste ๐
DN
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A life lesson with Quiditch!
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Wow a nice rhyming poem, Kate and so much to learn from these wonderful words. Lovely picture too of enjoying freely and not ruffled by anything.
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I love this poem, Kate! And how you related Harry and his games to our lives!
(((HUGS))) ๐
PS…
J.K. Rowling said, ‘Wit beyond measure is man’s greatest treasure.’ ๐
Carolyn said, ‘My Friend Kate, you are witty, wise, wonderful and great!’ ๐
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Yes, focus, don’t waste energy or self.
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This is a lovely poem and so cleverly wriiten, a lesson from Quidditch.
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I thought the whole series was full of lessons about friendship, loyalty, support, taming your fears … it was chock full of invaluable lessons and so entertaining … what an imagination JKR has ๐
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I soo agree with you. It was an amazing amazing series. Atleast for us HP fans this JKR world is as dear (or more dear) as our real world.
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Amazing poem, Kate. ๐
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