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Still Waters
Birds of a feather flock together
Sitting in my stillness whilst the outside world continues to move in it's very own ebb and flow.
Sunday 5th February 2023 3:54 am
Hoop
06.04.20
A circular ceremony
A weighted embrace
Flowing free and being me
Living for the spin and feeling weightless in its flow
Inside this circle no one can touch me and I am whole
The centre of my own universe connected to the earth and the sky
A child playing in a hoop
Thursday 13th May 2021 1:39 pm
Spectator? Participator? Instigator?
The old man sat on the terrace his eyes closed. The throbbing purr of the mini-digger sounded like some very large, contented lion. Rob the driver was telling Jake the plumber, who was in the trench, to saw through the large root from the acacia tree that was stopping the digger scooping out more trench. The old man opened his eyes and saw his friend Dave, owner of terrace and trench, holding out ...
Tuesday 6th August 2019 5:24 pm
SLOWLY, SPEEDILY TURNING
SLOWLY, SPEEDILY TURNING
All at once both slow and fast all at once. A sense of motion is awesome,
has anyone ever felt such a heady rush of speed
together with total slowness and lack of motion?
Let’s set off on our journey up to the hills,
we will arrive in seconds and in days…
here there are two speed vortices that we share at the same time, continuously.
Who an earth ...
Wednesday 12th March 2014 6:52 pm
EDGE 1
EDGE 1
Journey to a place that is the edge, edge of the ocean right here, right now.
Not sea, not land, edge of the ocean is where this is at,
on every landmass on planet earth, no exceptions.
Always in movement, in touch with the moon is the tide, on cliff, on beach.
A wetness attacking the dryness, now as it has before,
the story of a billion years before our eye...
Sunday 6th October 2013 1:29 am
Rifle and Violin
© 2011 by Ali Taha Alnobani
Tuesday 5th March 2013 11:41 am
GHOST DANCERS
GHOST DANCERS
Ghost dancing through the night so haunting and so mystical,
ghosts are all around you if you know where to look.
Mysterious ghost ships sail on dark eternal seas forever and ever.
Ghostly figures prance through the dark slender trees on a Winters’
moonlit night.
Maybe one day we too will be ghosts if we die in the right way
but now we can n...
Tuesday 20th September 2011 1:15 pm
Going Home
Cars bumper to bumper
Gridlock
Trucks, buses, coaches
Idling
Engine noises,
Reverbs.
People walking
Cell phones to ears
Hand in hand
Close together,
Plotting.
Women chatting
Buddies hugging
The traffic moves
Relief – freedom
Like a dam burst
Open
All travelling
Going in the same direction.
Home.
Monday 16th November 2009 4:40 pm
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