Short Hermione Poems

A young witch named Hermione
so thin she almost was boney.
	Anything but whiney,
	punched Malfoy’s eye shiny.
Brilliant! His spying stymied....

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I think I’ll get Daniel Radcliff to tell
What demons he went through inside his hell
Was asked why didn’t he
Never kissed Hermione
It must have been he was under a spell

Russell Sivey

For Name Dropper Contest
17 September 2017...

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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 books? I asked her.
Which books?
Harry Potter?
Oh, no, she said. I never read fiction.
Her four-year-old son, Hagrid laughed....

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I love you
Oh yes I do;
More than you will ever know.
It’s hard to let you go
The sun just shines
Brighter when you’re around.
I’ve just,
Been feeling so down
And so blue;
Without you.
But alas I can’t complain,
I messed up,
I was being vain
And selfish, and stupid
I wish I could rewind into the past
Take it all back
And make it
Evaporate
But alas, I have no time turner
I am no Hermione Granger
I am a mere mortal you see,
And all a mortal can say
Is simply, I’m sorry...

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