Humanoid Silhouette Poem by Denis Martindale

When I was young, I was amazed by puppeteers and such,
Till one day something highly praised affected me so much...
Upon the TV screen I saw a fairy story told,
I sat transfixed, then more and more, this wonder to behold.

The silhouettes portrayed the tale, while people said their lines,
This was like magic on a scale beyond its small designs...
Those silhouettes seemed oh so real, their movements were first class,
They moved like dancers that appeal until their time must pass...

Then they were gone, but I was glad that soon they would return,
To grant more magic than first had and wisdom I could learn...
In adult years more silhouettes appeared to me in time...
In Harry Potter when he gets that tale of Death sublime...

So once again I stared transfixed since this I knew was stranger,
Yet with romantic feelings mixed... due to Hermione Grainger...


Denis Martindale July 2019.


Check Google and YouTube for details of the
Deathly Hallows film and the Death and the
three brothers silhouette animation tale...