A slow mist rose from the dewy grass,
And a cool breeze flowed across the grounds,
The crowd stood silent, watching, still,
As the boy crouched low and cried.
Body laid bare, broken, and gone,
A smear of red staining a pale visage
Of restless death and untimely loss
As the boy crouched low and cried.
A hand on his shoulder, a quiet sound
Of comfort and presence and warmth and love,
And she held his hand and she held his heart
As the boy crouched low and cried.
One raised wand, another and more,
Pointing upward to the stormy grey sky,
And the Dark Mark shattered across the clouds
As the boy crouched low and cried.
A scream so soft, shuddering, lost,
They broke the curse and they freed the sky
Yet the body remained, broken and dead,
As the boy crouched low and cried.
A slow mist rose from the dewy grass,
And a cool breeze flowed across the grounds,
The crowd stood silent, watching, still,
As the boy crouched low and cried.
Dumbledore's Farewell by the opaleye
Story Notes:
This poem was inspired by Dumbledore's Farewell composed by Nicholas Hooper for the film Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. I have also taken inspiration from the scene in which the track is played.
The summary and chapter title is an excerpt from Flight of the Prince in the novel Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince written by, as we all should know, J.K. Rowling.
Chapter Notes: This is dedicated to all my wonderful poets in Poetry Anyone.___
Chapter Endnotes: Thank you for taking the time to read my poem. Please leave me a review!