Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Why I am Who I am

                                               (1)

Love. beauty. field. wall. fruit trees. swing. rabbits. sheep. home. photos. illness. wellness. bullets. songs. dance. colour. roads. traffic. bridge. heat. mountains. sea view. family. children. community. companions. windows. swans. journey. creativity.

                                                (2)

There across the walls separating home from school, the smell of gunpowder emanates the atmosphere. The breeze carries the smoky senses into the closed rooms awakening the warning signs. The SMELL infiltrates the bodies playing in the space burning their desires into flames of anger transforming into fear. Ah!

                                                (3)

"Where are you going?"
"To Rest"
"But you have homework!"
"I need to Rest"
"Resting and Work don't go together, finish your work then rest"
"How can I work if I am not rested?"
"Finish you work then rest"
"Ah!! Ooookay!!!! (I'll rest while working)"

                                                (4)

The love of my grandmother's egg-shaped eyes was vast. Noticing the sharpness of her gaze, the clarity of the line, the twinkling pupil dilating at the right moment, was a delight. Small, delicate yet full of an inner whiteness reflected by her mandeel, her eyes were captivating. The depth of their form, decorated by soft non-intrusive eyelashes made them so presently visible.


written by Hala 
on March 02 2015 - 12 Imix/Oc
at a Karz w Laimoon Book Club Non Fiction Writing event (http://www.karazwlaimoon.com)
facilitated by Rima Rantisi inspired by Dinty W. Moore (http://brevitymag.com/)


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