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Alisandra Gray Dec 2014
Oz.
I asked the wizard
for a heart,
but he'd given them
all away.
He said, "I can order one,
But it won't arrive
for three-to-five
business days.

"A heart of gold,
a heart of coal,
a heart as cold as ice;
slightly damaged,
slightly used,
a heart as dead as night."

I said, "Anything
with a beat or two
should be all right."
© Alisandra Gray, 2014.
Kenshō Sep 2014
Beyond the crown of clouds
darts the Rainbow Serpent
covered in shroud.

Where the magik is mundane,
world like a jewel of wonder,
the Wizard's otherworldly plane.

Dashing and spinning
through the blossoms of morning awe
A stunning Rainbow serpent, I had saw.

Visions of a madman
condemned to misunderstandings.
Am I the last of the people who dream in color?
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qRvMtYvBp0

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Jessica Evans Aug 2014
For me they are something to follow
For her they are a beacon of hope.
They are ***** and ratty and more than a few years old
But they are beautiful to me and more so to her.
They say you should walk a mile in someone’s shoes
But I’ve gone on a journey without ever putting them on.
To say they save lives is an understatement,
‘Cause wherever the ruby slippers go
People are changed.
One day they may be famous
And I hope I’m around to see it.
Those faded red converse on the cover of
Every magazine.
True they will be beautiful,
But the person who wears them
Will be the most beautiful of all.
This one's about my musician friend Ashley, check her out as Chasing Jonah. P.s. it made her cry
reflectionzero Apr 2014
oz
follow the shallow skipped stone
you're off to see the blunder
the wonderful fury & cause

Branches black wound thick
Around the face of truth
Spin it till you're sick
Build it to the roof
Smoke it to ash
Burn it to hell
Trade it for cash
Cover the smell.

Ashes to gashes, Lust to Husk
You may have passion but not my trust.

-r0
Nick Strong Sep 2013
I am told that Bilbo, before his
Adventures began, would walk, the
Shire to seek the queen of the fungi.
To search was the compulsion.
Driven by taste, for the mysterious
Fruit of the forest floor.
When asked, he would say,
To savour the wild delight has nothing to compare,
To the humble taste of a spud, or sprout,
Just an ecstasy of unparalleled delight.
Knowing you have found the woody nutty treasure.
Of the queen of the forest floor.
Tis the biggest adventure a hobbit needs
To test his might against the mighty mushroom.

But then he had yet to meet ...
A wizard and a dwarf.

    ©  Nick Strong 2014
Àŧùl Apr 2014
I fell asleep in the afternoon only for waking up to a pleasant dream,
I had a dream of a life without you my love mate but it was pleasant,
I was missing my mate so I sculpted a statue and it was resembling you,
I then put my wizardry skills to bring the statue to animation in real-time,
I spent all my life alongside you happily drinking the elixir of love.
My HP Poem #614
©Atul Kaushal
Ady Mar 2014
You're a wizard, I should know.
Capture my thoughts with memory spells,
Enrapture my eyes with the charms of yours, and
quicken my beats with a grin of your lips.
Gravity ceases with a snap of your fingers.
Yes, you're a wizard, I whisper,
because no muggle could possess the magic
hold you mantain in my self.

— The End —