My poems …. Life and beauty .. sorrow and wisdom .. love and adventures … people , places and memories … Taher

The Canal of Brugge

Friday, April 30, 2010 | Dr. TAHER ALWAN

In Brugge we left our poems

Our love`s memories…..

Along ……

Through the narrow roads,

We left the horses

And the strangers

In Brugge we crossed the colored rivers

The birds on our heads

And the maps of the old Cities on surface of the water of Brugge`s canal

When we lost

We found a Greek restaurant

From Delfi

Brugge in the spring suit

Opened the gates

To the dancers

Brugge mixed it`s days and nights

With love and memories .




* Brugge is the capital and largest city of the province of West Flanders in the Flemish Region of Belgium. It is located in the northwest of the country .The historic city centre is a prominent World Heritage Site of UNESCO. Along with a few other canal-based northern cities, such as Amsterdam, it is sometimes referred to as "The Venice of the North”..WP

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The boats of Ostend

Thursday, April 29, 2010 | Dr. TAHER ALWAN

On the coast of Ostend

I saw the old fisherman

Alone ,

Between the boats

The boats with no sailors

The young girls alone with no friends

The fisherman called the old friends

The port with a gray color

No fishes yet and no lovers on the benches

I saw the old fisherman singing alone

I saw the young two girls alone

Before the sunset we heard the voice of the sailors

They came with the fishes

The old fisherman waiting for them

With gifts and flowers

The girls waiting with sweets

The old fishermen

The girls

The boys

The birds

All , on the boat

They celebrated all the night

Ostend welcome it`s old sailors



* Ostend is a beautiful biggest Belgian city on the coast , which has all the assets of a large town, situated in Europe's busiest maritime area ,it is undoubtedly a versatile short sea port. It located in the Flemish province of West Flanders.

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The old lady

Thursday, April 22, 2010 | Dr. TAHER ALWAN

The old lady
Our neighbor
Knocked on the door of the moon
No one opened
Every one was in the bed
The moon as well,
Except her
She knocked on the door of the shiny , big star
The star was lazy to say hi
The old lady stayed alone …
Looking to the moon and the shiny star
Asking where is he?
When they were young
She forgot the old ugly face of the life
She waited until the new moon came
With a young boy
He was him
She was her
The moon was alone , pale and got old
Looking to a young boy and a young girl


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Wednesday, April 21, 2010 | Dr. TAHER ALWAN

A Circle of love
Around the world
A circle of war
Around the strangers
Love x War
The strangers painted the wall of the museum
The dark wall
They wrote the names of the soldiers on the wall
They planted the flowers as well
They lit the candles
They are not strangers
They are the soldiers
Of the white world
Who planted the flowers
and painted a circle of love
around the world


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Black and White

Saturday, April 17, 2010 | Dr. TAHER ALWAN

The film is starting
Light in the darkness
No one in the room
No face on the screen
Images ….images …..images
Colors …colors…..colors
She run in the dark
He run in the light
Two cities
Two worlds
Dark …..light
Black ….white
Alone …..alone ….alone
On the big screen
He watched her running
Alone in the dark
On the screen
On the big screen
She watched him running
Alone in the dark
On the big screen
She watched him running
Alone , in the light
On the black big screen
Of the sad world
Her black with his white …met
Once …………..
The film started
With colors and smiles
They ran together
In the dark
In the light
They made together:

Colors ….colors …..colors


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The woman with the mask

Wednesday, April 7, 2010 | Dr. TAHER ALWAN

When the door opened
She will enter her room
With her lights and sparrows
With her images and….her mask
No one no about her
The actress of the village
And the magician woman
When she opened her box
She saw her face on an old mirror
Face like her face
She look in her images
Looking for the face
All the images are her face
With him
With her
With them
With her
With that
With those
Not with herself
She made a circle around her shadow
She try to find who is there?
She, the shadow , the actress , the magician ?
She asked herself with her mask
With no mask …
She dance alone with her mask
With no mask
With her images
The window opened
She wasn’t there
It was her mask
And her shadow
She heared his voice
Faint but kind
She wore her colored clothes
For him
He tried to know who is she ?
Where is she ?
With mask?
With the shadow?
In the images ?
The dancer?
The magician ?
But ….
She …
Only she , knows that him …
Only him …
Was in all her images
The power of hear magic
And she felt him with mask
Or …
With no mask


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Sunshine .....

Thursday, April 1, 2010 | Dr. TAHER ALWAN

Sunshine ...sunshine ...sunshine
You are not alone ,
Look :
Lands of peace
Full of happiness
You are with colored Horizons
No sorrow any more
No loneliness
You are in the other side of the world
You are every where
Your heart full of lights
Your sole full of love
You have a small world in your heart
Worm and shiny
When you open your hand
The golden birds fly
When you whisper
The flowers blossom
Where are you ?
You are here and there
Because sunshine came with you
Your shirt painted by spring
Your eyes colored by the nature
Blue , yellow , green , pink , festival of colors around you
Peace to the people your words
Sunshine ..sunshine ..sunshine
You are always sunshine

for you , and for all the people who celebrate the spring coming and Easter

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