Potter Poems - Poems about Potter

“free from conditioned belief no agenda on our shelf vibrant as the light of Self life flows on all by itself” Love of raw self is liberating It is a beautiful thing to esteem Self actualization is emancipating Flow within it as healthy blue stream Tis no accident you are so unique Wonderfully and fearfully made Whether in youth or as an...

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Being a parsel-tongue, I knew I was Slytherine, of course. Dressing in scales and slithering would give it away though. So I dressed as my patronus, seventeen-hands high stallion horse, Entering the Great hall with mask that had a green neon glow. Hermione was not easily found, but I spotted Ron’s hair right away. He was attempting to perform a...

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Jesus is the Master Potter By Franklin Price 09/14/2023 Jesus, is the master potter We, the followers His Clay He molds us into shining lamps Reconstructing day by day He lays His hands upon us Kneads and shapes us 'til we're done He is the Master Potter Who recreates us, He's the one As cracks appear, remolds us, Provides our structure with relief Then fuels us, and...

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My heart is soft like fragile clay To bend and move within Your hands Emotions grow, then fade away As life is changed by Your commands For You alone, O Potter, can Make usefulness from my weak clay From dust and ashes You made man You made me who I am today And as You wisely fashion me And I am changed by what...

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A piece of clay spinning around, Molded by hands of fire and ice, Shaped into form; tied and bound By experiences through this vice. Round and round upon a spin wheel, Born into centre going fast and slow, Pieces of clay falling; the bonemeal picked up and hand built to grow. Every piece of clay on the slab, Foot pressing down on pedal...

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I am the master potter with clay in my hands I use all my tools and talents to shape what I have I am the clay in the potter's hands I can be molded to any shape to fit any purpose I am the Kiln for that is where I am tempered and made strong I am the artwork...

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Clay clamours to potter man: Too proud, today ye pound me, A day will one day dawn, when I’d smother the mortal thee. __________________________________ mati kahe kumhar se, tu kya raunde moye, ek din aisa ayega mein raundungi toye. The wheel of life turns round and round. One day it goes upward and then downward turns. Good and bad tidings alternate. It...

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Millions of people generated off the same idea, Just like animals it's hard to be here, Many live off perception to never see with their eyes, That's like a name tag to many of us guys, But listen closely as my words will jump out to ear, Have you ever wondered why a rat can cause fear, Something so small yet...

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I never read fiction, Persnickety told me. I urged her to read Harry Potter and she laughed. A kid’s book! I am twenty-six-years old! You would love it, I said. I would not, she replied. Five years later her cats were Hermione and Ron. Her parrot had been renamed Dumbledore. And she was making her husband call her Harry. Did you read the...

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His Word came to him, To the potter’s house he was asked to go, At the potter’s house the message would be delivered, The Father would speak to him. The potter’s fingers worked assiduously, He made and remade, Until he was satisfied, The clay and the water stood by, The Father gave him a message for His people, He was displeased with...

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Amsterdam's Paulus Potter picturing cattle*no-one was hotter An expert also at Still Life a genre at the time most rife *https://www.wga.hu/html_m/p/potter/paulus/y_bull.html...

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Sand from backyard, Landed on potter’s table, moulded to clay. Thrown onto his wheel, Shaped with his hand, Caressed and tried, To make something, From nothing. His hand, mind everything, Revolved with the wheel, To give life to a mere clay. From the lumps of clay, Came out a beautiful object His great art was displayed. A potter, a chiseler, a sculptor, Possess great plans. The beauty they find, In...

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We all have said, we're all dead When the bible says we're being made. God, the trustworthy potter Is making us look better. What matters most is all about Giving yourself with no doubt....

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Harry Potter a boy with no real family Living under his cousin’s stairs, in a closet’s gizzard. Shunned and shut away as a nambly-pambly In another world, a known, famous wizard. Hagrid helps him get to Hogwarts where he meets lifelong friends Ron Weasley and Hermoine Granger, a muggle-born witch. Daring escapades and escapes are Rowling's books’ brightest bends. Harry’s phoenix tail...

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