AbdelAziz Alhaider

Rookie (in that biue planet......that called earth / within the time of the sad creation)

Around The Fountain - Poem by AbdelAziz Alhaider

The words were flowing….colliding….snapping
My erupt from the fountain of sorrow
The closed door….the few hard verses
The first surprising fountain……the smell of paint…the lilting of the rhythm
I was a kid….I look forward open-mouthed
Lodging with surprise to old Picasso
Who a company with me to the school garden to draw the nature
In that day I filled with rain and the mature spring flowing in the leaves and the garden gate
Oh..sad fountain that
I do not see all my life
Where were you been, old man
Did you have to go all this distance?
To authorize you to enter the AI-strange Dictionary
Today I put the papers in front of me poem
Draw a tree professionally
And I feel what's behind the pace
Fishing the vocabulary with bullets of surprise and validation
I'm not a stranger to the word
No longer a stranger from the world
I'm now only son of the earth
In front of the sad fountain……..I sit? ? ? with silence…….or…..that is one thing
Because the words who are danced……shaping
Forming a choir..
Is it the last hymn to be always like this
Abstract…..naked…..soft
You old…which child in you take you back again to your garden
Which soft hand…little hand take your hand
It is particularly encourage you to continue to walk
Slowly…..fear…but always amazingly


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 10, 2010



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