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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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....Read the rest...

now there's a man who likes his food now there's a man who likes his food now there's a man who likes his food now there's a man who likes his food now there's a man who likes his...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...