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We look to the same sky

We look to the same blue sky

With our different hued eyes

Seeking out our dreams

And our basic human needs

We swim in the same sea

Like fishes on the reef

A lost lonely island

And here we all stand

Earth floats in space

Hearts meet in grace

I will hold your hand

You and I will understand

And while those who bicker, bicker

The wise gets younger and younger

The children, in all innocence

Embrace all differences...

Listen to their laughter...

Written for Thursday Think Tank over at Poets United

Have you been to the Willow Ball?

Ayu in Palmyra

Caravan city Palmyra

Older than the Book of Kings

Built by the prophet

In the desert

The city hovered

Upon clouds of sand

Hadrian, Zenobia

Khalid ibn Walid and civil wars

Shaped rule over Palmyra

Ayu from Aurea Chersonese

Captures the ruins

In perfect light

Centuries later...

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An old friend from school, Ayu was in Syria in September

And her photos (these are from Wikipedia) inspired this poem...

The tortured and tragic hero Raistlin

Young Raistlin, surrounded by love

Half-elven Tanis, woe-begone

Sister Kitiara and twin Caramon

At the Inn Of the Last Home

Black robed Raistlin, tortured by love

To save Krynn, he walked the path chosen
Magic alone deserved his devotion

His hourglass eyes, cursed by Par-Salian

All powerful Raistlin, denied all love

Even one of the white robed clerics

Crysania - together they entered the Abyss

To challenge the Dark Queen, Takhisis

Triumphant Raistlin, only truth and love

Convinced him, he'd be a god without Krynn
He gave it up, thus ended the life of Raistlin

He, who stopped the reign of the Queen

In death, redeemed by Paladine
Raistlin is now home at the Inn.

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A tribute to one of my favourite tragic heroes for One Shot Wednesday.

I haven't read the Dragonlance series for years though the books are shelved and dusted faithfully. Time for a good read in my favourite corner.

Remember The Time

Remember the time
Egyptian gods
Lived upon the Nile

Bees wax cones
Scented the night
Til dawn

Remember the times
Before ours
Ancient.

Unforgettable.

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This is a magpie tale. This week, I came up with two poems. For the first offering, check here.

By the way, are you attending the Willow Ball? I am getting ready here!

CYBER EVENT OF THE YEAR FOR POETS

The Willow Ball adventure...

I arrived in style
with the angelic
Leonard Whiting

and

the dashing and dreamy
Joseph Fiennes

Expect an evening of pure enchantment
elegant and witty repartees
courtesy of the hostess of the year, Willow

I love the Oriental cheongsam
and have chosen a divine black cheongsam for tonight

I am sure Coco Chanel would approve of my simple elegance.

I had such a wonderful time. Willow was absolutely the charming hostess making sure everyone felt welcome. I met Patience, Babs, Mary, Kristen, Sherry and got autographs from Hercule Poirot and Fyodor!

The best dress? Yoli's antler crowning glory dress.

Alan Rickman read poetry and Lady Gaga played Papparazi on the baby grand.