I tried beautiful,
I tried pristine,
I was no good at it
I’m not neat within
I’m not “clean”
Even externally, I cannot master
Clearing every bit of clutter
I’m raw, like an egg
It’s not pretty to have a cracked head
But if I don’t
I’m practically dead
As inanimate and detached as my wooden bed
To be raw is
But it’s rich with fee...
Friday 8th September 2023 5:25 pm
Translation of my Arabic Poem (“The Choice”)
Who, in the World, chooses his birth?
Who chooses his family and children?
Who chooses his fate and country?
Who chooses the time to go to heaven?
But it is possible to choose our day
To sincerely care about family and work
This will be the first right step to our future
To achieve our goals while we're alive
Your name and countr...
Monday 25th February 2019 8:11 pm
I stare out onto the rugged hills
dappled with rays of the sun
glancing its temperate eye around
the woolly welcoming clouds,
holding the earth in its warm glare,
animating those beautiful pikes.
The flora finds its daybreak smile,
the creatures open their slumbered eyes.
Observing the shadow movement
traversing the upland scene,
from a bird’s eye view
Monday 13th August 2018 8:45 pm
Today my heart felt a blow,
By a view so divine.
I let my emotions flow,
Like a 30 year old wine.
There it was in that tiny box,
With pulses of energy shooting through,
That blurry image came across,
Like the inside of a Great Gray Kangaroo.
I felt her hand touching mine,
Held her hand - fingers entwined,
Watching my angel wriggle and shine,
With the life of Us combined.
Tuesday 17th November 2015 12:31 pm
VIEW FROM THE MOUNTAIN
After climbing so many thousands of feet up the mountain I have finally reached the top, the view is like another world with so many things visible from where the eagles live.
A fine layer of cloud makes the ground seem hazy and non distinct like a fading memory you want to remember.
Ever so slowly a flock of birds fly past below skirting the...
Friday 1st June 2012 10:31 pm