مجلة الخياط - العدد 22

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‫ﻣﺟﻠﺔ اﻟﺧﯾﺎط‬ ‫اﻟﻌدد ‪٢٢‬‬

‫ﻣﻧﺗدﻯ اﻟﻧﺳﯾﺞ اﻟﻛﻭﻧﻲ اﻻدﺑﻲ‬ ‫ﻣﻛﺗﺑﺔ اﻟﺧﯾﺎط اﻻﻟﻛﺗرﻭﻧﯾﺔ ﻟﻠطﺑﺎﻋﺔ ﻭ اﻟﻧﺷر‬

‫رﺋﯾس اﻟﺗﺣرﯾر‬ ‫اﯾﺎد اﻟﺧﯾﺎط‬

‫ﺗﺎرﯾﺦ اﻻﺻدار‬ ‫‪ ٤‬ﻓﺑراﯾر ‪٢٠١٧‬‬


‫‪ ---------‬ﺑﺎ ِﺋﻳ ُﱠﺔ ﺍﻟ َﻌ َﺭﺏ ‪--------‬‬

‫ِﻧﺎﺯﻟَ ٍﺔ‬ ‫ﻣﺎ ﻋﺎﺩَ ﻓﻲ َﻗ ْﻭﺳِ ُﻛ ْﻡ َﻣﺭْ ﻣﻰ ﻟ ِ‬

‫ﻟﻠﺷﺎﻋﺭ ﺍﻟﺩﻛﺗﻭﺭ ﺍﺑﺭﺍھﻳﻡ ﺍﻟﻔﺎﻳﺯ‬

‫َﻗ ْﺩ أَ ْﻋ َطﺑُﻭھﺎ َﻭأﻧﺗ ْﻡ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ َﻬ َﻭﻯ َط َﺭﺏُ‬

‫ﺿ َﺭﺑُﻭﺍ‬ ‫ﻋٍﻘﺎﺑ ُﻛ ْﻡ َ‬ ‫إِﻥْ ﻟﻡ َﺗﻔﻳﻘﻭﺍ ﻋﻠﻰ أَ ِ‬ ‫ﻭﻗﺎ َﺗﻠﻭ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﻭﻻ ُﻳ ْﻧﺟﻳ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﺍﻟ َﻬ َﺭﺏُ‬

‫َ‬ ‫ﻣﺎ َﺗ ْ‬ ‫ْﺱ َﺗﺟْ َﻣ ُﻌ ُﻛ ْﻡ‬ ‫ﺕ ِﺑ ُﻛ ْﻡ َﻧ ْﺧ َﻭﺓٌ ﺑﺎﻷﻣ ِ‬ ‫َﻭأَﺻْ َﺑ َﺣ ْ‬ ‫ْﻥ َﺗﺿْ َط ِﺭﺏُ‬ ‫ﺕ ِﺭﻳ ُﺣ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﻛﺎ ْﻟ ِﻌﻬ ِ‬

‫ﻼص َﻏﻳ َْﺭ ﻭّ ﺣْ ﺩَ ﺗِ ُﻛ ْﻡ‬ ‫ﻭﻣﺎ ﻟَ ُﻛ ْﻡ ِﻣﻥْ َﺧ ٍ‬ ‫ﻣﺎ ﻋﺎ َﺩ َﻳ ْﻧ َﻔ َﻊ◌ُ ُﻛ ْﻡ ُﻧﺻْ ٌﺢ ﻭﻻ ُﺧ َ‬ ‫طﺏُ‬

‫َﺣﻭﺍﺿِ ﻥُ ﺍﻟ َﻐ ْﺩ ِﺭ أَ ْﺛ َﺭ ْﺗﻬﺎ ﻋِﻣﺎﻟَ ُﺗ ُﻛ ْﻡ‬ ‫َﺣ ﱠﺗﻰ َ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺛﻣﺎﻟ َﺔ َﻓﺎ ْﺷﺗﺎ َﻗ ْﺗﻙُ◌ُ ُﻡ ﺍﻟ ُﺗ َﺭﺏُ‬

‫ﺍﻟﺣ ْﻣﺭﺍ َء َﻭﺍﺣْ َﺗ َﺑﺳُﻭﺍ‬ ‫ﺻ ْﻭﺍ َﻟﻳﺎﻟﻳ ُﻛ ْﻡ َ‬ ‫أَﺣْ َ‬

‫أَﻣْ ﻭﺍﻟُ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﻓﻲ َﻳ ِﺩ ﺍﻷَﻋْ ﺩﺍ ِء ﻣﻭ َﺩ َﻋ ٌﺔ‬

‫أَ ْﻧﻔﺎ َﺳ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﻭﺍﺳْ َﺗﺑﺎﺣُﻭﺍ ُﻛ ﱠﻝ ﻣﺎ َﻧ َﻬﺑُﻭﺍ‬

‫ﻳﺢ َﻳﺣْ َﺗطِ ﺏُ‬ ‫َﻭ َﺷﻌْ ُﺑ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﻓﻲ َﻣ َﻬﺏﱢ ِ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺭ ِ‬

‫ﺻ َﻧ ٍﺔ‬ ‫ﻭﺍﺭ ﻣ َُﺣ ﱠ‬ ‫َﻭ َﺳ ﱠﻭﺭﻭ ُﻛ ْﻡ ِﺑﺄَﺳْ ٍ‬

‫ُﻛ ْﻧ ُﺗ ْﻡ ﻭﻛﺎ َﻧ ْ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺟ ْﻭﺯﺍ ِء ﺭﺍ َﻳ ُﺗ ُﻛﻡ‬ ‫ﺕ ﻋﻠﻰ َ‬

‫َﻭ َﻗ ﱠﻳ ُﺩﻭ ُﻛ ْﻡ َﻭ َﻗ ْﺩ أَﻋْ ﻳﺎ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﺍﻟ َﻧ َﻘﺏُ‬

‫ﻭأﺻْ َﺑ َﺣ ْ‬ ‫ﺕ ِﺑ َﻳ ِﺩ ﺍﻷَ ْﻧﺫﺍ ِﻝ َﺗ ْﻧ َﺗﺻِ ﺏُ‬

‫َﻭ َﺷﻭﱠ ھُﻭﺍ َﻧﺳْ ﻠَ ُﻛ ْﻡ ِﻣﻥْ َﺑﻌْ ﺩِﻣﺎ َﻗ َطﻌُﻭﺍ‬ ‫َﻭأَﺟْ َﻬﺿﻭ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﻓﻼ َﻳﺄْﺗﻳ ُﻛ ُﻡ َﻋ َﻘﺏُ‬

‫ﺎﻥ َﺳﻌْ ٌﺩ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟ َﺑ ْﻠﻘﺎ ِء ﻗﺎﺋِ َﺩ ُﻛ ْﻡ‬ ‫َﻭ َﻛ َ‬ ‫ﻭأَ ْﻧ ُﺗ ُﻡ َﺳ ْﻳﻔُ ُﻪ ﺍﻟ َﺑ ّﺗﺎ ُﺭ ﻳﻠ َﺗ ِﻬﺏً‬

‫َﻓ ُﻛﻠﱡ ُﻛ ْﻡ طﺎﻟَ ْ‬ ‫ﺕ ﺍﻷَﻳّﺎ ُﻡ َﺳ ْط َﻭ َﺗ ُﻪ‬

‫ﻭأﺻْ َﺑ َﺢ ﺍﻟ َﻳ ْﻭ ُﻡ ﻻ َﺳﻌْ ٌﺩ َﻓ ُﻳ ْﻠ ِﻬ ُﺑ ُﻛ ْﻡ‬

‫ﺍﻟﺗﺎﺭﻳﺦ ﻳﺎ ِﻋﺭﺏُ‬ ‫َﻭ ُﻛﻠﱡ ُﻛ ْﻡ ُﺳ ﱠﺑ ُﺔ‬ ‫ِ‬

‫ﻭﻣﺎ ﻟَ ُﻛ ْﻡ َﻓ َﺭ ٌ‬ ‫ﺱ َﺗﻌْ ﺩﻭ إﺫﺍ َﺭﻛِﺑﻭﺍ‬

‫ﻭﻣﺎ ﻟَ ُﻛ ْﻡ َﻏﻳ َْﺭ أَﻥْ َﺗ ْﻧﺟُﻭﺍ ِﺑ َﻭﺣْ ﺩَ ﺗِ ُﻛ ْﻡ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻌ َطﺏُ‬ ‫ﺟﻳﺑﻭﺍ َﻓﻼ ُﻳ ْﻔﻧِﻳ ُﻛ ْﻡ َ‬ ‫َﻭ َﺗﺳْ َﺗ ِ‬

‫ﺕ َﻗ ْﺩ ﻣﺎ َﺗ ْ‬ ‫ﺕ َﻋﺯﻳ َﻣ ُﺗ ُﻛ ْﻡ‬ ‫ﺑﻳﻥ ﺍﻟﺣُﺛﺎﻻ ِ‬ ‫َ‬

‫َﻭ َﻣﺎ ﻟَ ُﻛ ْﻡ َﻏﻳ َْﺭ ﺻِ ْﺩ ٍﻕ ﻓﻲ َﻋ ِﺯﻳ َﻣﺗِ ُﻛ ْﻡ‬ ‫إﻳﺛﺎﺭ ِﺑ ِﻪ َﺗﺛِﺑُﻭﺍ‬ ‫ْﺞ ﻋِ ْﻠ ٍﻡ َﻭ ٍ‬ ‫َﻭ َﻧﻬ ِ‬ ‫َﻭإِﻥْ َﺗ ُ‬ ‫ﺿ ُﺗ ُﻛ ْﻡ‬ ‫ﻗﺎﺏ ﺍﻟ َﻣ ْﻭ ِ‬ ‫ﺕ َﻗ ْﺑ َ‬ ‫ﺷ ﱠﺩ ِﺭ َ‬ ‫َﻭ َﺗ ْﻘ ِﺫﻓُﻭھﺎ إﺫﺍ أَﻋْ َﻳ ْﺗ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﺍﻟ ُﻧ َﻭﺏُ‬

‫ﻣﺎ ﻋﺎﺩَ ِﻣ ْﻧ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﻋﻠﻰ ھﺎﻣﺎﺗِﻬﺎ َﺷ َﻧﺏُ‬ ‫ﻭﻻ َﻣﻘﺎ ٌﻡ ﻟَ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﻓﻲ َﻣﺣْ َﻔ ٍﻝ ُﺟ ِﻣ َﻌ ْ‬ ‫ﺕ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺭﺟﺎ ُﻝ ﻭﻻ ﺟﺎﻩٌ ﻭﻻ َﺣﺩَﺏُ‬ ‫ﻓِﻳ ِﻪ ِ‬ ‫ﻧﺎﺧ ْ‬ ‫إﺫﺍ َﺗ َ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻭﻏﻰ أ ُ َﻣ ٌﻡ‬ ‫ُﻭح َ‬ ‫ﺕ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺳ ِ‬ ‫ﻓﻣﺎ ﻟَ ُﻛ ْﻡ َﺑ ْﻳ َﻧﻬﺎ ُﺭ ْﻣ ٌﺢ ﻭﻻ ُﻋﺳُﺏُ‬


‫َﻭﺇِﻥْ ﺃَ َﺗ ْﻭھﺎ َﻛﻣ ْ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺭﻳﺢ ﻣُﺳْ ِﺭ َﻋ ًﺔ‬ ‫ﻝ‬ ‫ِﺛ‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫َﻓﺈﻥﱠ َﻣ ْﺷ َﻳ َﺗ ُﻛ ْﻡ ﻓﻲ ﺳﻭﺣِﻬﺎ َﺧ َﺑﺏُ‬

‫ﻳﺭﺍﻭﺡ ﺍﻟﻔﺭﺱ ﺑﻳﻥ ﻳﺩﻳﻪ ﻭﺭﺟﻠﻳﻪ ﺍﻱ ﺍﻥ‬ ‫ﻳﻘﻭﻡ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﺣﺩھﻣﺎ ﻣﺭﺓ ﻭﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻻﺧﺭﻯ ﻣﺭﺓ‬

‫ﻳﺭﺗِ ُﻛ ْﻡ‬ ‫ﻣﺎ ُﻛ ْﻧ ُﺗ ُﻡ َﻋ َﺭ َﺑﺎ ً ﻓﻲ ﻅِ ﱢﻝ ﺳِ َ‬ ‫َﻓ َﻘ ْﺩ َﺗﺑﺎ َﻛ ْ‬ ‫ﺕ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺃَﻳّﺎﻣِﻬﺎ ﺍﻟ َﻌ َﺭﺏُ‬

‫ﺃﻳﺎﻡ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺏ ‪ /‬ھﻲ ﻭﻗﺎﺋﻊ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺏ ﻗﺑﻝ‬ ‫ﺍﻻﺳﻼﻡ ﻭﺗﺷﻣﻝ ﻣﻛﺎﺭﻡ ﺍﻷﺧﻼﻕ ﻭﻣﻼﺣﻣﻬﻡ‬ ‫ﻭﺑﻁﻭﻻﺗﻬﻡ ﻭﻧﻭﺍﺣﻳﻬﻡ ﺍﻷﺩﺑﻳﺔ ﻣﻥ ﺷﻌﺭ‬ ‫ﻭﻧﺛﺭ‬

‫َﻗ ْﺩ َﺧﻠﱠﺩﻭھﺎ ﻭﻛﺎ َﻧ ْ‬ ‫ﺕ ِﻣﻥْ َﻣﻔﺎﺧ ِ​ِﺭ ِھ ْﻡ‬ ‫ﺫﻳﻥ ﺃَﺭﺍ ُھ ْﻡ ﻣﺎ ﻟَ ُﻬ ْﻡ َﺣ َﺳﺏُ‬ ‫ﺃَﻣﱠﺎ ﺍﻟﱠ َ‬ ‫ُھ ْﻡ ُﻧ ْﺧ َﺑ ٌﺔ َﻳ ْﻬ َﺗﺩﻱ ﺍﻟﺳﺎﺭﻱ ِﺑ َﻔﺭْ َﻗ ِﺩ ِھ ْﻡ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻭﺿﻳ ُﻊ ﻓﻼ َﻳﺭْ ﻗﻰ ِﺑ ِﻪ َﺣ َﺳﺏُ‬ ‫ﺃَﻣﱠﺎ َ‬ ‫‪-----------------------------‬‬

‫َﻣﻥْ ﻟﻠﺑﻼﺩ؟! ﻭﻗﺩ ﺗﺩﺍﻋﻰ ﺻﺭﺣُﻬﺎ‬ ‫ﺃَ ُﺗﺑﺎ ُﻉ ﻳﻭﻣًﺎ ﺑﺎﻟﻣﺯﺍﺩ ﺑﻼ ُﺩ؟!‬ ‫ﺑﻣﺩﺍﻣﻊ‬ ‫َﻣﻥْ ﻟﻠﻳﺗﻳﻡ؟! ﺇﺫﺍ ﺍﺷﺗﻛﻰ‬ ‫ٍ‬ ‫ﺣﺭّﻯ ﻟﻬﺎ ﺗﺗﻔ ﱠﺗﺕ ﺍﻷﻛﺑﺎ ُﺩ‬

‫ﻣﻌﺎﻧﻲ ﺍﻟﻛﻠﻣﺎﺕ‬

‫َﻣﻥْ ﻟﻸﺭﺍﻣﻝ؟! ﺇﻥْ ﺑﻛﻳﻥ ﺑﺣﺳﺭ ٍﺓ‬

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‫ْ‬ ‫ﻏﺎﺑﺕ ﺑﻬﺎ ﺍﻷﻋﻳﺎ ُﺩ‬ ‫ﺑﻣﻧﺎﺯﻝ‬

‫ﺏ ‪ /‬ﻧﻘﺏ ﺍﻟﺣﺎﺋ َﻁ ‪ /‬ﺛﻘﺑﻪ‬ ‫َﻧ َﻘ َ‬

‫َﻣﻥ ﻟﻠﺭﺟﺎﻝ؟! ﻭﻗﺩ ﻋﻠﺗﻬﻡ ﺫﻟ ّ ٌﺔ‬

‫ُﺳﺑ ٌﱠﺔ ‪ /‬ﺍﻟ ُﺳﺑّﺔ‪ /‬ﺍﻟﻌﺎﺭ‬

‫ﻳﺭﻏﻭ‪ ،‬ﻭﻳُﺯﺑ ُﺩ ﻓﻭﻗﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﺟﻼ ُﺩ‬

‫ﺍﻟ ُﻧ َﻭﺏ‪ /‬ﺟﻣﻊ ﻧﻭ َﺑﺔ ‪ /‬ﻭھﻲ ﺍﻟﻧﺎﺯﻟﺔ‬ ‫ﻭﺍﻟﻣﺻﻳﺑﺔ‬

‫َﻣﻥْ ﻟﻠﺭﺳﻭﻝ؟! ﻭﻗﺩ ﺃﺳﺎء ﻟﺷﺧﺻ ِﻪ‬

‫ﺍﻟﻌِﻬﻥ ‪ /‬ﺍﻟﺻﻭﻑ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺑﻠﻘﺎء‪ /‬ﺍﺳﻡ ﻓﺭﺱ ﺳﻌﺩ ﺑﻥ ﺍﺑﻲ ﻭﻗّﺎﺹ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺷﻧﺏ ‪ /‬ﺍﻟﺷﺎﺭﺏ‬

‫ﻟﻬﻭﺍﻧﻧﺎ ﺍﻷﻗﺯﺍ ُﻡ‪ ،‬ﻭﺍﻷﻭﻏﺎ ُﺩ‬ ‫ﻓﺧﺭ ھﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺟﻳ ِﻝ‪ ،‬ﻳﺎ ﺃھ َﻝ ﺍﻟﻧﻬﻰ‬ ‫ﻳﺎ َ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻣﺳﻠﻣﻳﻥ ﺿﻣﺎ ُﺩ‬ ‫ﺃﻧﺗﻡ ﻟﺟﺭﺡ‬ ‫َ‬

‫َﺣﺩَﺏُ ‪ /‬ﻣﺎ ﺍﺭﺗﻔﻊ ﻣﻥ ﺍﻻﺭﺽ‬ ‫ُﻋﺳُﺏ ‪ /‬ﺟﻣﻊ ﻋﺳﻳﺏ ﻭھﻭ ﺟﺭﻳﺩﺓ ﺍﻟﻧﺧﻝ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻣﺳﺗﻘﻳﻣﺔ ﺑﻛﺷﻁ ﺧﻭﺻﻬﺎ‬ ‫َﺧ َﺑﺏُ ‪ /‬ﺿﺭﺏ ﻣﻥ ﻋﺩﻭ ﺍﻟﺧﻳﻝ ﻭھﻭ ﺍﻥ‬

‫ﻣﺣﻣﻭﺩ ﻓﺭﺣﺎﻥ ﺣﻣﺎﺩﻱ‬


‫)أﺳﻼﻙ ﺷﺎﺋﻛﺔ (‬ ‫ﺳﺗﻐﻧﻲ ﻟﻙ )ﺍﻟﻧوﺍﻋﯾﺭ(‬ ‫وﯾﻘﺎﻡ ﻋﻠﯾﻙ )ﺍﻟﺣﺩ(‬ ‫ﺳﺗﺭﻗص ﺍﻟﺻﺣﺭﺍء ﻟﻙ ﻣﺭﺗﺩﯾﺔ ﺛوﺑﮭﺎ ﺍﻷﺣﻣﺭ‬ ‫وﺗﻐﺗﺎﻟﻙ ﺍﻟﻛﻠﻣﺎﺕ‬ ‫وﻻ ﺗﺗﺧﯾﻝ أﺑﺩﺍ ﻁﻌﻣﺎ ﻷﺳﻣﺎﻙ ﺍﻟﺯﯾﻧﺔ ﻓﻲ ﺳﺭﺍﺩﻕ ﺍﻟﻧﺳﺎء‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻧﺳﺎء وﺣﺩھﻥ ﯾﺑﯾﻌﻥ ﺍﻟﺧﺑﺯ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻁﺭﻗﺎﺕ‬ ‫ﯾﺑﯾﻌﻥ ﺻﺩوﺭھﻥ ﻟﻠﺭﯾﺢ‬ ‫ﻟﻠﺭﻣﻝ ﺍﻟﺯﺍﺣﻑ ﻋﻠﻰ أﺛﺩﺍﺋﮭﻥ‬ ‫ﻋﻠﯾﻙ أﻥ ﺗﻛﻑ ﻋﻥ ﺍﻟﺭﺣﯾﻝ‬ ‫ﺍﺭھﻘﺗﻙ ﺍﻟﻣﺩﻥ ﺍﻟﺣﺯﯾﻧﺔ‬ ‫ﺍﺭھﻘﻙ أﻧﯾﻥ ﺍﻷﻁﻔﺎﻝ وھﻡ ﯾﻧﺗﻅﺭوﻥ ﻋﺷﺎء ﺍﻟﺑﺎﺭﺣﺔ‬ ‫ﻋﻠﯾﻙ أﻥ ﺗﺻﺎﻓﺢ ﺍﻟﻧﮭﺭ ﺑﯾﺩﻙ ﺍﻟﻣﻘﻁوﻋﺔ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺣﺭﺏ ﺍﻷﺧﯾﺭﺓ‬ ‫ﻋﻠﯾﻙ أﻥ ﺗﺑﺟﻝ ﺍﻵﻟﮭﺔ ﺍﻟﻘﺩﯾﻣﺔ‬ ‫وﺗﺳﺟﺩ ﻟﻠﺷﻣﺱ ﺣﯾﻧﻣﺎ ﺗﻐﯾﺏ‬ ‫ھﻛﺫﺍ ﺗﺳﺗﻁﯾﻊ أﻥ ﺗﻣﺎﺭﺱ ﺣﯾﺎﺗﻙ )ﺑﺷﻔﺎﻓﯾﺔ(ﻋﻣﯾﻘﺔ‬ ‫وﺗﺗﺑﺭأ ﻣﻥ أوﻻﺩﻙ ﺍﻟﺣﻣﻘﻰ ﺍﻟﺫﯾﻥ وﺷﻣوﺍ ﺍﺻﺎﺑﻌﮭﻡ ﺑﻠوﻥ ﺍﻟﺑﺣﺭ ﺍﻷﺯﺭﻕ‬ ‫ﻋﻠﯾﻙ أﻥ ﺗﺗﻌﻠﻡ ﻛﯾﻑ ﺗﺭﺳﻡ ﺣﺩوﺩ ﺍﻟوﻁﻥ ﺑﺩوﻥ أﺳﻼﻙ ﺷﺎﺋﻛﺔ‪.....‬‬ ‫ﻣﻅﮭﺭ ﺣﺳﻥ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ‪.....‬‬



‫ﻣﺩﻧﻲ ﺻﺎﻟﺢ‬ ‫ﺫﻛﺭ ﺍﻻﺳﺗﺎﺫ ھﺎﺗﻑ ﺍﻟﺛﻠﺞ ﺑﻛﺗﺎﺑﺔ ﻭﺟﻭﻩ ﻭﺍﻻﺳﺗﺎﺫ ﺭﺑﺎﺡ ﺟﻌﻔﺭ ﺍﻥ‬ ‫ﻣﺩﻧﻲ ﺻﺎﻟﺢ ھﻭ ﻣﻔﻛﺭ ﻭﺍﺩﻳﺏ ﻛﺑﻳﺭ ﻭﺍﺳﺗﺎﺫ ﻓﻠﺳﻔﺔ ﻭﻟﺩ ﻓﻲ ﺍﺣﺩ‬ ‫ﺑﻳﻭﺗﺎﺕ ﻣﺣﻠﺔ ﺍﻟﻘﻠﻌﺔ ﻓﻲ ﻣﺩﻳﻧﺔ ھﻳﺕ ﺑﻣﺣﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻻﻧﺑﺎﺭ ﻋﺎﻡ‬ ‫‪ ١٩٣٣‬ﻭﺍﺟﻣﻊ ﻛﻝ ﻣﻥ ﻋﺎﺻﺭﻩ ﻓﻲ ﻣﺭﺍﺣﻝ ﺩﺭﺍﺳﺗﺔ ﺍﻻﻭﻟﻰ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺗﻲ ﻗﺿﺎھﺎ ﻓﻲ ھﻳﺕ ﺍﻥ ﻋﻼﻣﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻧﺑﺎھﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺗﻔﻭﻕ ﻛﺎﻧﺕ ﺑﺎﺩﻳﺔ‬ ‫ﻋﻠﻳﺔ ‪ ،‬ﻭﻛﺎﻥ ﺩﺍﺋﻡ ﺍﻟﺑﺣﺙ ﻭﺍﻻﺳﺗﻘﺻﺎء ﻭﺍﻻﺳﺗﻛﺎﻧﺔ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻛﺗﺏ‬ ‫ﻭﺍﻟﺩﻭﺭﻳﺎﺕ ‪.‬‬ ‫• ﺍﻧﺗﻘﻝ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺍﻟﺩﺭﺍﺳﺔ ﻓﻲ ﺛﺎﻧﻭﻳﺔ ﺍﻟﺭﻣﺎﺩﻱ‪ ،‬ﻭﺳﻛﻥ ﻣﻊ ﻁﻼﺏ‬ ‫ﺟﺎءﻭﺍ ﻟﻠﺩﺭﺍﺳﺔ ﻣﻥ ﺷ ّﺗﻰ ﻗﺭﻯ ﻟﻭﺍء ﺍﻷﻧﺑﺎﺭ ﻭﺃﺭﻳﺎﻓﻬﺎ‪ ،‬ﻭﺍﻟﺗﻘﻭﺍ‬ ‫ﻓﻲ " ﺧﺎﻥ ﺷﺎﺣﻭﺫ " ﺍﻟﺫﻱ ﻛﺗﺏ ﻋﻧﻪ ﺭﻭﺍﻳﺔ ﻟﻡ ﻳﻧﺷﺭ ﻣﻧﻬﺎ‪،‬‬ ‫ﺳﻭﻯ ﻧﺛﺎﺭﺍﺕ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺻﺣﻑ ﺍﻟﺑﻐﺩﺍﺩﻳﺔ‪ ،‬ﻭﻛﺎﻥ ﻣﻣﻥ ﺩﺭّﺳﻭﻩ ﻓﻲ‬ ‫ﺛﺎﻧﻭﻳﺔ ﺍﻟﺭﻣﺎﺩﻱ ﺷﺎﻋﺭﺍﻥ ﻛﺑﻳﺭﺍﻥ ) ﻋﺑﺩ ﺍﻟﻭھﺎﺏ ﺍﻟﺑﻳﺎﺗﻲ‪ ،‬ﻭﺑﺩﺭ‬ ‫ﺷﺎﻛﺭ ﺍﻟﺳﻳﺎﺏ ( ﺍﻟﺫﻱ ﻛﺗﺏ ﻗﺻﻳﺩﺗﻪ ﺍﻟﺷﻬﻳﺭﺓ ﻓﻲ ﺳﻭﻕ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺭﻣﺎﺩﻱ‪ ،‬ﺳﻣّﺎھﺎ "ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺳﻭﻕ ﺍﻟﻘﺩﻳﻡ" ‪.‬‬ ‫• ﺑﺩﺃ ﺩﺭﺍﺳﺔ ﺍﻟﻔﻠﺳﻔﺔ ﻓﻲ ﻛﻠﻳﺔ ﺍﻵﺩﺍﺏ ﺑﺟﺎﻣﻌﺔ ﺑﻐﺩﺍﺩ ﺳﻧﺔ‬ ‫‪ ،١٩٤٩‬ﻭھﻭ ﻣﻥ ﺍﻟﺩﻓﻌﺔ ﺍﻷﻭﻟﻰ ﺍﻟﺗﻲ ﺍﺷﺗﻐﻠﺕ ﻓﻲ ﺃﻛﺎﺩﻳﻣﻳﺔ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻔﻠﺳﻔﺔ‪ ،‬ﻭﺣﺎﺯ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺷﻬﺎﺩﺗﻬﺎ ﺍﻷﻭﻟﻳﺔ "ﺍﻟﺑﻛﺎﻟﻭﺭﻳﻭﺱ" ﺑﺎﻣﺗﻳﺎﺯ‪،‬‬ ‫ﻭﻳﺫﻛﺭ ﺃﻥ ﻋﺎﻟﻡ ﺍﻻﺟﺗﻣﺎﻉ ﺍﻷﺳﺗﺎﺫ ﺍﻟﺩﻛﺗﻭﺭ ﻋﻠﻲ ﺍﻟﻭﺭﺩﻱ ﻗﺎﻝ ‪:‬‬ ‫ﺃﻧﻪ ﺍﺳﺗﻔﺎﺩ ﻛﺛﻳﺭﺍً ﻣﻥ ﺑﺣﺙ ﻗ ّﺩﻣﻪ ﺗﻠﻣﻳﺫﻩ ﻣﺩﻧﻲ ﺻﺎﻟﺢ ﻳﺗﺣﺩﺙ‬ ‫ﻋﻥ )ﺍﻟﺣﺟﺎﺏ ﻓﻲ ھﻳﺕ(‬


‫• ﻋﻧﺩﻣﺎ ﺗﺧﺭّﺝ ﺳﻧﺔ ‪ ١٩٥٣‬ﻋﺎﺩ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺑﻠﺩﺗﻪ ھﻳﺕ ﻳﻌﻣﻝ ﻣﺩﺭّﺳﺎ ً‬ ‫ﻓﻲ ﻣﺩﺍﺭﺳﻬﺎ ﺃﺭﺑﻊ ﺳﻧﻭﺍﺕ ﻣﺗﺗﺎﻟﻳﺔ‪ .‬ﺛ ّﻡ ﺍﻟﺗﺣﻕ ﺑﻌﺩھﺎ ﺑﺑﻌﺛﺔ‬ ‫ﺩﺭﺍﺳﻳﺔ‪ ،‬ﻭﺳﺎﻓﺭ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺑﺭﻳﻁﺎﻧﻳﺎ ﺗﻠﻣﻳﺫﺍً ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺩﺭﺍﺳﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻠﻳﺎ ﻓﻲ‬ ‫ﺟﺎﻣﻌﺗﻲ ﻛﺎﻣﺑﺭﻳﺩﺝ ﻭﺃﻛﺳﻔﻭﺭﺩ‪ ،‬ﻭﺣﺎﺯ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺷﻬﺎﺩﺓ ﺍﻟﻣﺎﺟﺳﺗﻳﺭ‬ ‫ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻔﻠﺳﻔﺔ‪ ،‬ﻭﺃﻛﻣﻝ ﺃﻁﺭﻭﺣﺗﻪ ﻟﻠﺩﻛﺗﻭﺭﺍﻩ ﻋﻥ ﻓﻳﻠﺳﻭﻑ ﺍﻟﺷﺭﻕ‬ ‫ﺍﺑﻥ ﻁﻔﻳﻝ‪ ،‬ﻭﻟﻡ ﻳﻧﺎﻗﺷﻬﺎ ﻣﻊ ﺃﺳﺗﺎﺫﻳﻪ ﺍﻻﻧﻛﻠﻳﺯﻳﻳﻥ ) ﺩﻧﻠﻭﺏ‬ ‫ﻭﻓﺎﻛﻠﺭ ( ﺍﻟﻠﺫﻳﻥ ﺭﻓﺿﺎ ﺑﻌﻧﺕ ﻭﻋﻧﺎﺩ‪ ،‬ﺭﺃﻱ ﻣﺩﻧﻲ ﺍﻟﻘﺎﺋﻝ ) ﺇﻥ‬ ‫ﻗﺻﺹ ﺍﻟﻔﻠﺳﻔﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺑﻳﺔ‪ ،‬ﻭﻣﻧﻬﺎ ﻗﺻﺔ ﺭﻭﺑﻧﺳﻥ ﻛﺭﻭﺯﻭ‪،‬‬ ‫ﻣﻧﺗﺣﻠﺔ ﻋﻥ ﻗﺻﺔ "ﺣﻲ ﺑﻥ ﻳﻘﻅﺎﻥ" ﻻﺑﻥ ﻁﻔﻳﻝ‪ .‬ﺃﻋﻣﻳﺎﻥ ﻻ‬ ‫ﻳﻔﻘﻬﺎﻥ ﻣﻥ ﺍﻻﻧﻛﻠﻳﺯﻳﺔ ﺷﻳﺋﺎ ً (‬ ‫• ﻭﻋﺎﺩ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺑﻐﺩﺍﺩ ﺳﻧﺔ ‪ ١٩٦٤‬ﺃﺳﺗﺎﺫﺍً ﻓﻲ ﺟﺎﻣﻌﺗﻬﺎ‬ ‫• ﻣﺩﻧﻲ ﺻﺎﻟﺢ‬ ‫ ھﻭ ﺍﻻﻭﻝ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻭﻝ ﺩﻭﺭﺓ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻔﻠﺳﻔﺔ ﻓﻲ ﺟﺎﻣﻌﺔ ﺑﻐﺩﺍﺩ‬‫ ھﻭ ﻣﺅﻟﻑ ﺍﻭﻝ ﻛﺗﺎﺏ ﻓﻠﺳﻔﻲ ﺍﻛﺎﺩﻳﻣﻲ ﺑﺎﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ھﻭ ﻛﺗﺎﺏ‬‫ﺍﻟﻭﺟﻭﺩ ﻋﺎﻡ ‪١٩٥٥‬‬ ‫ ﺍﻧﺯﻝ ﺍﻟﻔﻠﺳﻔﺔ ﻣﻥ ﺑﺭﺟﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﺟﻲ ﻭﺟﻌﻠﻬﺎ ﻣﺗﺎﺣﺔ ﻟﻠﻘﺎﺭﺉ‬‫ﺍﻟﻌﺎﺩﻱ ﻭﺑﺳﻁﻬﺎ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺻﻔﺣﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﺟﺭﺍﺋﺩ ﻭﺍﻟﻣﺟﻼﺕ‬ ‫ ﻗﺎﻡ ﺑﺎﻟﺗﺎﻟﻳﻑ ﺍﻟﻔﻠﺳﻔﻲ ﻟﻼﻁﻔﺎﻝ ﺣﻳﺙ ﺍﻟﻑ ) ﺍﻟﻔﻳﻠﺳﻭﻓﺔ ﺭﺑﺎﺏ ‪/‬‬‫ﺑﻼﻝ ﻭﺍﻟﺟﻣﻳﻠﺔ ﺭﺑﺎﺏ ‪ /‬ﺍﻟﻔﺎﺭﺍﺑﻲ ﻓﻲ ﺑﻐﺩﺍﺩ ( ﺣﻳﺙ ﺟﻌﻝ ﺍﻟﻔﻠﺳﻔﺔ‬ ‫ﻣﻳﺳﺭﺓ ﺗﻧﺎﺳﺏ ﻣﺩﺍﺭﻙ ﺍﻻﻁﻔﺎﻝ‬


‫ ﺍﺑﺗﻛﺎﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﺣﺳﺎﺏ ﺍﻻﺩﺑﻲ ﻭﺗﻁﺑﻳﻘﺔ ﻋﻣﻠﻳﺎ ً ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻧﻘﺩ ﻧﺎﻗﻼً ﺍﻳﺎﻩ ﻣﻥ‬‫ﺍﻟﺣﺳﺎﺏ ﺍﻟﻣﻧﻁﻘﻲ ﺍﻟﻰ ﺍﻟﻔﻠﺳﻔﺔ‬ ‫ ﺩﻋﻰ ﺍﻟﻰ ﺍﻻﻗﺗﺻﺎﺩ ﺍﻻﻛﺎﺩﻳﻣﻲ ﻭﺍﻻﻗﺗﺻﺎﺩ ﺍﻟﺛﻘﺎﻓﻲ ﻭﺍﻟﺗﺭﺑﻭﻱ‬‫ﻭﺗﺗﺟﻠﻰ ﺩﻋﻭﺗﺔ ﺑﺎﻻﺳﺗﻐﻧﺎء ﻋﻥ ﺍﻟﻣﻛﺭﺭ ﻭﺍﻟﻣﻌﺎﺩ ﻭﻋﻥ ﺍﻟﺳﺎﻗﻁ‬ ‫ﻋﺿﻭﻳﺎ ً ﻭﺗﺎﺭﻳﺧﻳﺎ ً ﻭﺗﻁﻭﻳﺭﻳﺎ ً ﻭﺍﺳﻘﺎﻁ ﻣﺎ ﻻ ﻭﻅﻳﻔﺔ ﻟﻪ ﻓﻲ ﺟﻣﻳﻊ‬ ‫ﻓﺭﻭﻉ ﺍﻟﻣﻌﺎﺭﻑ ﻭﺍﺑﻭﺍﺏ ﺍﻟﺛﻘﺎﻓﺎﺕ‬ ‫ ﺩﻋﻰ ﺍﻟﻰ ﺗﺄﺩﻳﺏ ﺍﻟﻔﻠﺳﻔﺔ ﻭﻓﻠﺳﻔﺔ ﺍﻻﺩﺏ ﻭﺍﻟﺟﻣﻊ ﺑﻳﻥ ﺍﻻﺩﺍﺏ‬‫ﻭﺍﻟﻔﻧﻭﻥ ﻓﻲ ﺩﺍﺋﺭﺓﺍﻛﺎﺩﻳﻣﻳﺔ ﺛﻘﺎﻓﻳﺔ ﻭﺍﺣﺩﺓ ﺿﻣﻥ ﺍﻁﺎﺭ ﺗﺭﺑﻭﻱ‬ ‫ﺟﺎﻣﻌﻲ‬ ‫ ﻛﺗﺏ ﺍﻟﻣﻘﺎﻣﺔ ﺍﻟﻣﻘﺎﻟﻪ ﻭﺍﻟﻣﻘﺎﻟﺔ ﺍﻟﻣﻘﺎﻣﺔ ﻣﺎﺯﺟﺎ ً ﺍﻟﺗﺭﺍﺙ‬‫ﺑﺎﻟﻣﻌﺎﺻﺭﺓ ﻭﺑﻬﺫﺍ ﺍﻻﺗﺟﺎﺓ ﺻﺩﺭﺕ ﻟﻪ ﺛﻼﺗﺔ ﻛﺗﺏ‬ ‫) ﻣﻘﺎﻣﺎﺕ ﻣﺩﻧﻲ ﺻﺎﻟﺢ ﺍﻻﻭﻟﻰ ﻭﺍﻟﺛﺎﻧﻳﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺛﺎﻟﺛﺔ (‬ ‫• ﻟﻪ ﺟﻧﺎﺣﺎﻥ ﻓﻠﺳﻔﻲ ﻧﺑﺕ ﺑﻌﺩ ﻧﺷﺭ ﻛﺗﺎﺑﻪ ) ﺍﻟﻭﺟﻭﺩ ﻟﺩﻯ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻔﻼﺳﻔﺔ ﺍﻟﻣﺳﻠﻣﻳﻥ ( ﻭﺃﺩﺑﻲ ﻧﻣﺎ ﻓﻲ ﻛﺗﺎﺑﻪ ) ﺃﺷﻛﺎﻝ ﻭﺃﻟﻭﺍﻥ (‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺫﻱ ﺻﺩﺭ ﻋﺎﻡ ‪ ١٩٥٦‬ﻭﻗﺩ ﺿﻡ ﻣﻘﺎﻻﺕ ﻭﺧﻭﺍﻁﺭ ﺍﺩﺑﻳﺔ‬ ‫ﻋﺎﺑﺭﺓ ﺍﺳﺗﻭﺣﺎھﺎ ﻣﻥ ﺑﻳﺋﺔ ﻣﺩﻳﻧﺗﻪ ھﻳﺕ‬ ‫• ﺍﻋﺟﺏ ﺑﺎﻟﺷﻌﺭﺍء ) ﻧﺯﺍﺭ ﺍﻟﻘﺑﺎﻧﻲ ‪ ،‬ﻋﺑﺩ ﺍﻟﻭھﺎﺏ ﺍﻟﺑﻳﺎﺗﻲ ‪ ،‬ﺑﺩﺭ‬ ‫ﺷﺎﻛﺭ ﺍﻟﺳﻳﺎﺏ (‬ ‫ﺗﻭﻓﻰ ﺭﺣﻣﺔ ﷲ ﻋﺎﻡ ‪٢٠٠٧‬‬


‫ﺍھﻧﺄﻱ ﺑﺎﻟﺩﻗﯾﻘﺔ ﺍﻟﺑﺎﻗﯾﺔ‪ ...‬ﺟﻠﯾﻝ ﺍﻟﺷﻣﺭﻱ‬

‫ﺣﺑﯾﺏ ‪-‬ﯾﺧﺎﻁﺏ ﺭﻓﯾﻘﻪ‪:-‬‬

‫)ﻟَ َ‬ ‫ﻭﺣﺔ َﻋﺷﻕ(‬

‫ﻓﺎﻧﺕ‪....‬‬

‫َﺭﻓﯾﻘﻲ ﻟِ ْﻠ َﻬﻭﻯ ﺳِ ﱡﺭ‬

‫ﺳﯾﻡ(‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻭ َ‬ ‫ﻣﺣ ّﻣﺩ َ‬ ‫) َ‬

‫َﻓ ِﺣ ْﻠ ٌﻭ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ َﻬﻭﻯ ُﻣ ﱡﺭ‬

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‫ﺃُﺩﺍﺭﻱ ﺍﻟ َﻬ ﱠﻡ ﻓﻲ َﻛ ِﺑﺩﻱ‬

‫ُ‬ ‫ﺗﺭﺗﯾﻠﺔ َﻋ ٌ‬ ‫ﺷﻕ َﻋﻠَﺕ ﺍﻟﻘِﺑﺎﺏ‬

‫ﺛﻼﺙ ﻭﻋﺷﺭﻭﻥ ﺳﺎﻋﺔ ﻟﻙ‪...‬‬

‫ﺩَﺭ‬ ‫ﯾﻑ ﱠ‬ ‫َﻓ َﻛ َ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺳ ْﻠ ُﻭ ﻣِﻥْ َﻗ ٍ‬

‫ُ‬ ‫ﺃﺣﺩﺍﻕ‬ ‫ﺗﻧﻬﻣ ُﺭ ﻟِﺭﺅﯾﺎﻙِ‬ ‫َﻋﯾﻭﻧﻲ‬

‫ﻭﺗﺳﻊ ﻭﺧﻣﺳﻭﻥ ﺩﻗﯾﻘﺔ‪...‬‬

‫ﺩﺭ ِﻩ َﻗﺩ ُﺭ‬ ‫َﻭﻻ ﻓﻲ َﻗ ِ‬

‫ﻭﻟﻙ ﺍﯾﺿﺎ ﺍﻟﺩﻗﯾﻘﺔ ﺍﻟﺑﺎﻗﯾﺔ‬

‫ﺟﻬﻭﻝ ﻻ ﺃﺩﺭﻱ‬ ‫ﺇِﻟﻰ ﺍﻟ َﻣ‬ ‫ِ‬

‫ﺻﺭﺕ‪...‬ﻛﻝ ﯾﻭﻣﻲ‪...‬‬ ‫ﺑﻝ ﻛﻝ ﻋﻣﺭﻱ‪...‬‬

‫ﺍﻣﺎ ﻋﻣﺭﻱ‪...‬‬ ‫ﻓﺎﺗﻧﺎﺯﻝ ﻋﻧﻪ ﺍﻟﯾﻙ‪....‬‬

‫ﻧﺎﺭھﺎ ﺫ ِْﻛ ُﺭ‬ ‫َﻓﺄ َ ﱠﺟ َﺞ َ‬

‫ﺿِ ﯾﺎ ٌﻉ ﻛﺎﻥَ ﺃَ ْﻡ َﻁ ْﻣ ُﺭ‬ ‫ﺃَﺳﯾ ُﺭ ﺍﻟ ﱠﻠﯾﻝَ ﻣِﺭﺗﺎﺑﺎ ً‬ ‫َﻭﻻ ﺃَﺩﺭﻱ َﻣﺗﻰ ﺍﻟ َﻔﺟ ُﺭ‬

‫ﺿﯾﺎء‬ ‫ﻣﺎ َﺗﺑ ﱠﺩ َﺩ ِﺑﻅﻠﱠﻙِ ﺍﻟ ﱢ‬ ‫ﺕ ﻧﺑﻭءﺓٌ ﻏﺭﺯﺕ َﻁﻼﺳ َﻣﻬﺎ‬ ‫ﺃﻧ ِ‬ ‫ﺑﻛﻑ َﻗﺩﺭﻱ‬ ‫ﱢ‬ ‫ﻁﻠﻌ ُﺗﻙِ ﻧﻭ ٌﺭ ﺑﺫﺭ ِﺓ ﻧﻘﺎء‬

‫ﺑﺎﻗﺎﺕ ﻭﺭﺩ‪....‬‬

‫ﻋﺳﻰ ﺍﻷَ ﱠﯾﺎﻡُ ﻓﻲ ُ‬ ‫ﺷﻐ ٍِﻝ‬ ‫َﻭ َﺗﻧﺳﻰ ﻣﺎ َﺗﻼ ﺍﻟﺩﱠ ھْ ُﺭ‬

‫ﺎﻓﻕ ِﺑﺛﺭﺛﺭ ِﺓ‬ ‫ﺍﺧﺗﺭﻗ ِ‬ ‫ﺕ َﺧ ِ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﯾﺎﺳﻣﯾﻥ‬

‫ﻭﻗﺻﺎﺋﺩ ﻋﺷﻕ‪......‬‬

‫َﻣﺗﻰ ﺍﻷَ ﱠﯾﺎ ُﻡ َﺗﺟ َﻣ ُﻌﻧﺎ‬

‫ﻟﻡ َ‬ ‫ﺻﺻ ُﻪ‬ ‫ﺳﺭ ﺗﺗﻠ ﱠ‬ ‫ﯾﺑﻕ ﱞ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻧﺳﺎﺋِﻡ‬

‫ﻭﻗﻣﺭ‪....‬‬

‫ﺏ َﻭﺍﻟ ﱢ‬ ‫ﺷﻌ ُﺭ‬ ‫ﻧﻭﺏ ﺍﻟ ُﺣ ﱡ‬ ‫َﯾ ُ‬

‫ﻭﻏﺯﻝ‪...‬‬

‫ﺭﻓﯾﻕ‪:‬‬

‫ُ‬ ‫ُﺫ ُ‬ ‫ﻭﻏﺯﻟﺕ ﺍﻟﻣﺩﻯ‬ ‫ﺑﺕ ِﺑﻬﻭﺍﻙِ‬ ‫ِﻭﺷﺎﺣﺎ‬

‫َﻋﺳﻰ ﷲ ُ ﺍﻟﱠﺫﻱ َﯾﻬﺩﻱ‬

‫ﺕ ﺍﻟ ﱡﺭﻭح‬ ‫ﻓﻲ ﻣﺳﺎﻣﺎ ِ‬

‫ﻭﻣﻊ ﺍﻟﻌﻣﺭ‪....‬‬

‫ﺍﺗﺣﺗﺎﺟﯾﻥ‪....‬‬

‫َﻋﺳﻰ ﻓﻲ ﺃَ ْﻣ ِﺭ َﻙ ﺍﻷَ ْﻣ ُﺭ‬ ‫َﻭ ُﯾ ْﺅﺗﻲ ْ‬ ‫ﺳﺅﻟَ َﻙ ﺍﻟ َﻣﺧﻔﻲ‬

‫ﺷﻔﯾﺭ‬ ‫ﺃﻧﻔﺎﺳﻲ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺗﺗﻠﻭﻯ ِﺑ ِ‬ ‫ﺃﻧﻔﺎﺳِ ﻙ‬

‫ﺍﻋﺗﻘﺩ‪...‬ﺍﻧﻧﻲ‪...‬‬

‫ﺍﻟﺳﺗ ُﺭ‬ ‫ھَﻧﺎءﺍً ﻣﺎ َﻁﻼ ﱢ‬

‫ﺷﺟﻭﻥٌ ھﻣﺳﺕ ﺗﻐﺭﻱ ﺍﻟﻐﯾﻭﻡ‬

‫ﻣﻘﺻﺭ ﻣﻌﻙ‪....‬‬

‫ﺳﻌ ٍﺩ‬ ‫ﺃَ َﺗﺕ ُﺑﺷﺭﺍ َﻙ ﻣِﻥْ َ‬

‫ﻓﺎﻧﺕ‪...‬‬

‫ﺻﺑ ُﺢ َﻭﺍﻟ َﻔﺟ ُﺭ‬ ‫ﻧﺎﺏ ﺍﻟ ﱡ‬ ‫َﻭ َ‬

‫ﻛﺄﻟﻭﺍﻥ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺯھﺭ‬ ‫ﺗﺳﺗﻌﯾﺭﻧﻲ‬ ‫ُ‬ ‫ِ‬

‫ﺑﻌﺩ ﺍﻱ ﺷﻲء‪...‬‬

‫ﺣﯾﺎﺓ‪....‬‬ ‫ﻭﺍﻣﻝ‪....‬‬ ‫ﻭﺍﻧﺕ‪....‬ﻧﻌﯾﻡ‪...‬‬ ‫ﻭﻣﻘﻝ‪....‬‬

‫ﺃَﺭﺍھﺎ ﻣِﻥْ ﺃَﻣﺎﻣﻲ َﻭﻻ‬ ‫َﺗﺭﺍھﺎ ُﯾﺑﺻِ ُﺭ ﺍﻟ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺷﻁ ُﺭ‬ ‫ﻙ َﻭﺻﻼً‬ ‫ﺗﺎﺭ ٌ‬ ‫َﻭﺇِ ﱢﻧﻲ ِ‬ ‫ِﻷَﺟﻠِ َﻙ ﯾُﻘ َﺑﻝ ُ ﺍﻟ ُﻌ ْﺫ ُﺭ‬ ‫) ﺣﺳﻥ ﻋﯾﺳﻰ (‬

‫ﺣﻠﻡ َﻧ َﺯﻑ‬ ‫ِﺑ َﺛ ِ‬ ‫ﻐﺭ ٍ‬ ‫ﻁﻭﯾﻝ ﻷﻋﻠِﻥَ ﺍﻟﻭﻻء‬ ‫ﺯﻣﻥ‬ ‫ﻣﻥ‬ ‫ٍ‬ ‫ٍ‬ ‫ﺁ ٍﻩ ﻛﻡ ﺃ ُ ِﺣ ﱡﺑﻙِ‬ ‫ﻭﻛﻡ ﺃُﺭ ﱢﺩ ُﺩ ﺻﻼ َﺓ ﺍﻟﻔﺟﺭ‬ ‫ِﺩﺧﻭﻝ ﺟ ﱠﻧﺗِﻙِ‬ ‫ﻧﺳﯾﺟﺎ ً ﻟ‬ ‫ِ‬


‫‪ -١‬ﻋﻠﻰ ﻣﺷﺎﺭﻑ ﺍﻷﻓﻭﻝ‬ ‫ﻗﺻﻳﺩﺓ ﻧﺛﺭ ﻟﻠﺷﺎﻋﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻗﻲ ﻗﺎﺳﻡ ﺳﻬﻡ ﺳﻬﻡ ﺍﻟﺭﺑﻳﻌﻲ‬ ‫ھﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﺗﺟﺭﺑﺔ ﺍﻟﺷﻌﺭﻳﺔ ﺍﻟﻧﺎﺿﺟﺔ ﺗﺛﺑﺕ ﺑﻣﺎ ﻻ ﻣﺟﺎﻝ ﻓﻳﻪ ﻟﻠﺷﻙ‬ ‫ﺃﻥ ﺍﻟﻔﻥ ﻓﻥ ﺑﺎﻹﺑﺩﺍﻉ ﺍﻟﺟﺫﺍﺏ ﻻ ﺑﺎﻟﻣﻘﺎﻳﻳﺱ ﺍﻟﻣﺳﺑﻘﺔ‪ .‬ﻓﻘﺎﺳﻡ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺭﺑﻳﻌﻲ ﻳﻘﻑ ﺑﻬﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﻧﺹ ﺍﻟﻣﻛﺛﻑ ﺑﺈﻳﺣﺎﺀﺍﺗﻪ ﺍﻟﻌﻣﻳﻘﺔ ﻭ‬ ‫ﺍﺳﺗﻌﺎﺭﺍﺗﻪ ﺍﻟﻁﺎﺯﺟﺔ ﺟﻧﺑﺎ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺟﻧﺏ ﻣﻥ ﺳﺑﻘﻭﻩ ﻣﻥ ﻓﺣﻭﻝ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺷﻌﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺑﻲ ﺍﻟﺫﻳﻥ ﺭﺛﻭﺍ ﺃﻧﻔﺳﻬﻡ‪ .‬ﻛﻌﺑﺩ ﻳﻐﻭﺙ ﺍﻟﺣﺎﺭﺛﻲ ﻭ‬ ‫ﺍﻣﺭﺉ ﺍﻟﻘﻳﺱ ﻭ ﻣﺎﻟﻙ ﺑﻥ ﺍﻟﺭﻳﺏ ﻭ ﺣﺎﻓﻅ ﺇﺑﺭﺍھﻳﻡ‪.‬‬ ‫ﻳﺑﺩﺃ ﺍﻟﻧﺹ ﺑﺎﻻﺳﺗﻌﺎﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﺿﺩﻳﺔ ‪:‬‬ ‫ﺃﺟﺩﺏ ﺍﻟﺭﺑﻳﻊ‬ ‫ﺃﻳﻧﻊ ﺍﻟﺧﺭﻳﻑ‬ ‫ﻓﺎﻟﺷﺑﺎﺏ)ﺍﻟﺭﺑﻳﻊ( ﻭﻟﻰ ﻭ ﺻﺎﺭ ﻳﺑﺎﺑﺎ ‪..‬ﻭ َﻧ ُ‬ ‫ﺿ َﺞ ﺧﺭﻳﻑ ﺍﻟﻌﻣﺭ ﻭ‬ ‫ﻟﻡ ﻳﺑﻕ ﺇﻻ ﻣﻭﺍﺕ ﺍﻟﺷﺗﺎﺀ‪..‬ﺇﺫ ﻳﻌﻭﺩ ﺍﻟﻣﺭﺀ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺃﻣﻪ ﺍﻷﺭﺽ ﺑﻌﺩ‬ ‫ﺭﺣﻠﺔ ﺍﻟﻌﻣﺭ ﻛﻣﺎ ﺗﻌﻭﺩ ﺍﻟﻧﻭﺍﺭﺱ ‪:‬‬ ‫ﻋﺎﺩﺕ ﺍﻟﻧﻭﺍﺭﺱ ﻣﺛﻘﻠﺔ ﺑﺷﻭﺍﻅ ﺍﻟﺳﻧﻳﻥ‬ ‫ﺃﻧﻛﺭﺗﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﺷﻁﺂﻥ‬ ‫ﻭ ﺫﻟﻙ ﻷﻥ ﻣﺭﻭﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻣﻥ ﻟﻡ ﻳﺗﺭﻙ ﺍﻟﺻﻭﺭﺓ ﺍﻷﻭﻟﻰ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺑﻬﺎﺋﻬﺎ‬ ‫‪ .‬ﻓﻳ ُﺩ ﺍﻟﺯﻣﻥ ﻟﻡ ﺗﺗﺭﻙ ﺷﻳﺋﺎ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻣﺎﻛﺎﻥ ﻋﻠﻳﻪ ‪:‬‬ ‫ﺃﺷﺭﻋﺔ ﻣﻣﺯﻗﺔ‬ ‫ﻣﺭﺳﺎﺓ ﺿﺎﺋﻌﺔ‬


‫ﻭ ﺃﻛﺛﺭ ﻣﻥ ﺫﻟﻙ ﺍﻟﺗﺟﺎﻋﻳﺩ ﻭ ﺃﺧﺎﺩﻳﺩ ﺍﻟﺯﻣﻥ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟﻭﺟﻪ ‪:‬‬ ‫ﺃﺭﺽ‬ ‫ﺧﺭﺍﺋﻁ ﺷﻘﻭﻕ‬ ‫ٍ‬ ‫ﺃﺿﻧﺎھﺎ ﺍﻟﻅﻣﺄ‬ ‫ُﺭﺳِ َﻣ ْ‬ ‫ﺕ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻣﻼﻣﺣﻲ‬ ‫ﻣﺷﻭﺑﺔ ﺑﺑﺅﺱ ﺍﻟﻘﺣﻁ‬ ‫ﻭ ﻓﻲ ھﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻠﻭﺣﺔ ﺍﻟﺭﺛﺎﺋﻳﺔ ﻳﻣﺎﺛﻝ ﺍﻟﺷﺎﻋﺭ ﺑﻳﻥ ﺍﻟﺫﺍﺕ ﻭ ﺍﻟﻁﺑﻳﻌﺔ‬ ‫ﻷﻧﻪ ﻳﺭﻯ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻟﻡ ‪ -‬ﻋﻠﻰ ﻁﺭﻳﻘﺔ ﺍﻟﺭﻭﻣﻧﺗﻳﻛﻳﻳﻥ ‪ -‬ﻣﻥ ﻣﻧﻅﺎﺭ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺫﺍﺕ‪.‬‬ ‫ﻓﺷﻘﻭﻕ ﺍﻷﺭﺽ ﻭ ﺟﻔﺎﻓﻬﺎ ﻭ ﻗﺣﻁﻬﺎ ھﻲ ﺗﺟﺎﻋﻳﺩ ﻭﺟﻪ ﻋﻠﻰ‬ ‫ﻣﺷﺎﺭﻑ ﺍﻷﻓﻭﻝ‪.‬‬ ‫ﻭ ﺍﻻﺣﺗﻔﺎﻝ ﺑﺎﻟﻁﺑﻳﻌﺔ ﺑﺣﺭﺍ ﻭ ﺑﺭﺍ ﻣﺎ ھﻭ ﺇﻻ ﺻﺩﻯ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻟﻡ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻧﻔﺳﻲ ﻟﺷﺎﻋﺭ ﻳﻭﺩﻉ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻟﻡ ﻭ ﻻ ﻳﻧﺳﻰ ﺃﺯﻣﺔ ﺍﻟﺫﺍﺕ ﻓﻲ ﺩﻭﺍﻣﺔ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻐﻳﺎﺏ ‪:‬‬ ‫ﺩﻭﺍﻣﺔ ﺃﻣﻭﺍﺝ ﺗﺗﻘﺎﺫﻓﻧﻲ‬ ‫ﻣﻛﻧﻭﻧﺎﺕ ﻗﻠﻘﺔ‬ ‫ﺃﻓﻛﺎﺭ ﻣﺿﻁﺭﺑﺔ‬ ‫ﺭﺃﺱ ﻻ ﺗﺳﺗﻘﺭ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺷﻲﺀ‬ ‫ﺧﻠﺟﺎﺕ ﺗﻧﻔﺛﻧﻲ ﻓﻲ ﻓﺿﺎﺀﺍﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﺩﻡ‬ ‫ﻭ ﻓﻲ ھﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﺩﻭﺍﻣﺔ ﻭ ﺍﻟﺗﻣﺯﻕ ﺍﻟﺩﺍﺧﻠﻲ ھﻝ ﻣﻥ ﻣﻬﺭﺏ ؟ ‪:‬‬


‫ﺃھﺭﺏ ﻣﻧﻲ ﺇﻟﻲ‬ ‫ﻻ ﻣﻧﺟﺎﺓ‬ ‫ﺃﻟﻭﺫ ﺑﺟﻠﺑﺎﺏ ﺧﻳﺑﺎﺗﻲ‬ ‫ﻋﻠﻬﺎ ﺗﺳﻌﻔﻧﻲ‬ ‫ﺃﺗﻛﺊ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻅﻠﻲ‬ ‫ﺃﺗﻌﻠﻕ ﺑﺧﻳﻭﻁ ﺃﻭھﺎﻡ ﻭﺍھﻧﺔ‬ ‫ﺣﺎﻟﺔ ﺍﺣﺗﺿﺎﺭ ﻣﺗﺧﻳﱠﻠﺔ ﻳﺣﺎﺳﺏ ﺍﻟﺷﺎﻋﺭ ﻓﻳﻬﺎ ﻧﻔﺳﻪ ‪:‬‬ ‫ﺃﺿﻠﻠﺕ ﺍﻟﻁﺭﻳﻕ ؟‬ ‫ﺃﻡ ﺍﻟﻁﺭﻳﻕ ﺃﺿﻠﻧﻲ‬ ‫ﻭ ﺍﻟﺩﺧﻭﻝ ﻓﻲ ﻅﻠﻣﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻣﻭﺕ ﺍﻟﻣﻁﺑﻕ ﻳﺳﺗﺣﺿﺭ ﻟﻪ‪ .‬ﺍﻟﺷﺎﻋﺭ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻠﻳﻝ ﺍﻟ َﻣﺭْ َﻗﺳِ ﻲّ ‪:‬‬ ‫ﻟﻳﻝ ﻛﻣﻭﺝ ﺍﻟﺑﺣﺭ ﺃﺭﺧﻰ ﺳﺩﻭﻟﻪ "‬ ‫"ﻭ ٍ‬ ‫ھﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﻠﻳﻝ ﺍﻟﺛﻘﻳﻝ ﺍﻟﻣﻁﺑﻕ ﻳﻌﺯﻑ ﻟﺣﻥ ﻋﻭﺍﺀ‬ ‫ﻳﺧﺗﻠﺞ ﺑﻳﻥ ﺍﻷﺿﻠﻊ‬ ‫ﺭﻳﺎﺡ ﺍﻟﺑﻳﻥ ﺗﺧﺗﺯﻝ ﺃﻓﺭﺍﺣﻲ‬ ‫ﺗﺩﻛﺩﻙ ﺍﻟﻌﻣﺭ ﻣﺅﺫﻧﺎ ﺑﺎﻟﺭﺣﻳﻝ‬ ‫ﻻ ﻣﻧﺎﺹ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺇﺫﻥ ﻛﻣﺎ ﻗﺎﻝ ﺍﻟﺷﺎﻋﺭ ﻗﺑﻝ ﺃﺳﻁﺭ ﺃﻧﻪ ﻳﻬﺭﺏ ﻭ ﻟﻛﻥ‬


‫ﻻﻣﻧﺟﺎﺓ‬ ‫ھﺎ ھو ﻳﺅﻛﺩ ﺃﻧﻪ ‪:‬‬ ‫ﻻ ﻣﻧﺎﺹ‬ ‫ﻓﺎﻟﻣوﺕ ﺣﻳﻥ ﻳﺄﺗﻲ ﻳﺻﺑﺢ ھو ﺍﻟﺣﻘﻳﻘﺔ ﺍﻟﺗﻲ ﻻ ﺗﺩﻓﻊ ‪..‬و ﻻ ﺑﺩ‬ ‫ﺃﻥ ﺗﻘﻊ‪.‬‬ ‫ﺍﻷﻓوﻝ‬ ‫ﻋﻠﻰ ﻣﺷﺎﺭﻑِ‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫‪:::: :::::::::::::::::‬‬ ‫ﺩﺏ ﺍﻟﺭﺑﻳ ُﻊ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺃﺟْ َ‬ ‫ْﻧﻊ ﺍﻟﺧﺭﻳﻑُ ‪...‬‬ ‫ﺃﻳ َ‬ ‫ً‬ ‫ﺕ ﺍﻟﻧوﺍﺭﺱُ‬ ‫ﻣﺛﻘﻠﺔ‬ ‫ﻋﺎﺩ ِ‬ ‫ﺑﺷوﺍﻅِ ﺍﻟﺳﻧﻳﻥ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺃﻧﻛﺭﺗﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﺷﻁﺂﻥ ◌ُ …‬ ‫ﻁﻳو ُﺭ ﺍﻟﺳﻧوﻧو ھﺟﺭﺕ ﺃﻋﺷﺎﺷﻬﺎ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺩوﻥ ﺭﺟﻌﺔ…‬ ‫ٌ‬ ‫ٌ‬ ‫ﻣﻣﺯﻗﺔ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺃﺷﺭﻋﺔ‬ ‫ٌ‬ ‫ﻣﺭﺳﺎﺓٌ‬ ‫ﺿﺎﺋﻌﺔ…‬ ‫ﺃﻣوﺍﺝ ﺗﺗﻘﺎﺫﻓﻧﻲ‪...‬‬ ‫ﺩوﺍﻣ ُﺔ‬ ‫ٍ‬ ‫ﻣﻛﻧوﻧﺎﺕ ٌ‬ ‫ٌ‬ ‫ﻗﻠﻘﺔ‪..‬‬


‫ٌ‬ ‫ﻣﺿﻁﺭﺑﺔ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺃﻓﻛﺎ ٌﺭ‬ ‫ٌ‬ ‫ﺭﺃﺱ ﻻﻳﺳﺗﻘ ُﺭ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺷﻲ ٍء‪..‬‬ ‫ﺧﻠﺟﺎﺕ ُ‬ ‫ٌ‬ ‫ﺕ‬ ‫ﺗﻧﻔﺛﻧﻲ ﻓﻲ ﻓﺿﺎءﺍ ِ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻌﺩﻡ…‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫ﺃھﺭﺏُ ﻣﻧﻲ ‪..‬ﺇﻟﻲﱠ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﻻﻣﻧﺟﺎ ًﺓ…‬ ‫ُ‬ ‫ﺏ ﺧﻳﺑﺎﺗﻲ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺃﻟوﺫ ﺑﺟﻠﺑﺎ ِ‬ ‫ﻋﻠﱠﻬﺎ ُﺗﺳﻌﻔﻧﻲ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺃﺗﻛﻲ ُء ﻋﻠﻰ ﻅﻠﻲ‪..‬‬ ‫ُ‬ ‫ﺃوھﺎﻡ‬ ‫ﺃﺗﻌﻠﻕ ﺑﺧﻳوﻁ‬ ‫ٍ‬ ‫وﺍھﻧ ٍﺔ…‬ ‫ُ‬ ‫َ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻁﺭﻳﻕ؟‪..‬‬ ‫ﺃﺃﺿﻠﻠﺕ‬ ‫ُ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻁﺭﻳﻕ ﺃﺿﱠﻠﻧﻲ ؟…‬ ‫ﺍﻡ‬ ‫ُ‬ ‫ﺃﺭﺽ‬ ‫ﺷﻘوﻕ‬ ‫ﺧﺭﺍﺋﻁ‬ ‫ٍ‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫ﺃﺿﻧﺎھﺎ ﺍﻟﻅﻣﺄ ُ ‪..‬‬ ‫ُﺭﺳِ َﻣ ْ‬ ‫ﺕ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻣﻼﻣﺣﻲ‪..‬‬ ‫ٌ‬ ‫ﺑﺑﺅﺱ ﺍﻟﻘﺣﻁِ …‬ ‫ﻣﺷوﺑﺔ‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺑﺣﺭ ﺃﺭﺧﻰ ﺳﺩوﻟﻪ‪١ "...‬‬ ‫ﻛﻣوﺝ‬ ‫وﻟﻳﻝ‬ ‫" ٍ‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫ِ‬


‫ﻳﻌﺯﻑُ‬ ‫ﻟﺣﻥ ﻋُوﺍ ٍء ‪..‬‬ ‫َ‬ ‫ﻳﺧﺗﻠ ُﺞ ﺑﻳﻥ ﺍﻷﺿﻠ ُ ِﻊ…‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺑﻳﻥ ﺗﺧﺗﺯ ُﻝ‬ ‫ﺭﻳﺎ ُﺡ‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫ﺃﻓﺭﺍﺣﻲ…‬ ‫ﻙ ﺍﻟﻌﻣ ُﺭ ﻣﺅﺫﻧﺎ ً‬ ‫ﺑﺎﻟﺭﺣﻳﻝ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺗﺩﻛﺩ َ‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫ﻻﻣﻧﺎﺹ ؟!…‬


‫َﻭﺻ َﻔ ْ‬ ‫ـﺔ ‪.............‬‬

‫ﺕ ‪ ..‬ﺃَ َﻓـــﺎ َﻗ ْ‬ ‫ﺕ َﯾـﺎ ﺃَ ْﻧـ ِ‬ ‫ﺃَ ْﻧـ ِ‬ ‫ـﺕ ِﺣ ْﯾ َﻧ َﻣــﺎ‬

‫ﻟــ ﻧﺑﯾﻝ ﺍﻟﺻﺎﻟﺣﻲ‬

‫ﺷ ُ‬ ‫ــﺎء ْﺕ َ‬ ‫َﺭ ﱠ‬ ‫ِــﻲ‬ ‫ــﺔ ﺍﻟ َﻣ ِ‬ ‫ﺷ ْﻣ َﻌﺗ ْ‬ ‫ﺿ َ‬ ‫ـــﺎء ﺃَ َ‬

‫ِـﻲ‬ ‫ــﻭﺗ ْ‬ ‫ِـﻲ َﻗ ْﻬ َ‬ ‫ِـﻲ ﻓ ْ‬ ‫ــﺭﺃ ُ ﺍﻟﻔِ ْﻧ َﺟــﺎﻥَ ﻟ ْ‬ ‫َﺗ ْﻘ َ‬ ‫ِــﻲ‬ ‫ﺻ ْﻔ َﺣﺗ ْ‬ ‫ﺳـــﺎ ﻓِـﻲ َ‬ ‫َﻭﺇ َﺫﺍ َﺣــﻝ ﱠ ﺍﻟ َﻣ َ‬

‫ٰ‬ ‫ﱠ‬ ‫ِﻱ َﺯ ْﻭ َﺟــــﺔٌ‬ ‫َ‬ ‫ﷲ ﻓ ِﻌﻧِــﺩ ْ‬ ‫ــﺭﻱ َ‬ ‫ﺍ ُ ْﺫ ُﻛ ِ‬ ‫ِـﻲ‬ ‫ﺳــ ُﻡ ﺍﻟـ ﱡﺩ ْﻧ َﯾــﺎ ِﺑ ِﺫ ْﻛ ِـﺭ ْﻱ َﺯ ْﻭ َﺟﺗ ْ‬ ‫َﺗ ْﺑ ُ‬

‫ــﻲ َ‬ ‫ﺳِ ْﺣــ ُﺭھَــﺎ َﻣـﺎ ھ ﱠ‬ ‫ﻌــﺭ ًﺓ‬ ‫ﺷ َ‬ ‫َــﺯ ِﻣ ﱢﻧ ْ‬ ‫ِﻱ ﻟَــ ْﻡ َﯾــ َﺩ ْﻉ ﻣِـﻥْ َ‬ ‫ﻌـــﺭ ِﺓ‬ ‫ﺷ َ‬ ‫َﻭ َﻗﺻِ ْﯾــﺩ ْ‬

‫ﺻ َﻔ ٌ‬ ‫ــﺔ‬ ‫ِﻱ َﻭ ْ‬ ‫ــﺭ ْﻱ َﻭ ٰ َھـﺫ ْ‬ ‫ـﻲ ﺳِ ﱢ‬ ‫ﺍ ِْﺣ َﻔﻅِ ْ‬ ‫ــﻲ‬ ‫ـــﺭﺗِ ْ‬ ‫ِــﻲ َﻋ ْﺛ َ‬ ‫ــﺎﺳ َﻣ ِﻌ ْﯾ َﻬــﺎ َﻭﺃَﻗِ ْﯾﻠ ْ‬ ‫َﻓ ْ‬

‫ﺟ َﺑ ْ‬ ‫ﺍﺳ َﺗ َـﻭ ْﺕ‬ ‫ــﻭ ْﺕ ُﺛـ ﱠﻡ ْ‬ ‫ـﺕ ُﺛـ ﱠﻡ ﺍﺭ َﺗ َ‬ ‫ﺃُﻋ ِ‬ ‫ُﺛـ ﱠﻡ َﻣـﺎ َﻟ ْﺕ ‪ ..‬ﻗُ ْﻠ ُ‬ ‫ِـﻲ‬ ‫ـﺕ َﻣ ْﻬ َـﻼً َﯾـﺎ ﺍ ْﺑ َﻧﺗ ْ‬

‫ﺕ ﻣِﻥَ ﺍﻟ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺳ ْﺑ ُﻊ َ‬ ‫ﺷ ْﯾ ِ‬ ‫ﺷ ْﻌ َﺭﺍ ٍ‬ ‫ﺏ َﻋﻠَ ْﺕ‬ ‫َ‬ ‫َﻓ ْﻭ َﻕ َﺭ ْﺃﺳِ ْﻲ َﻓ َﺩ ِﻋ ْﯾﻧ ِْﻲ َﻭﺍ ْ‬ ‫ﺷ َﻣﺗ ِْﻲ‬

‫ﺃَ ْﻧـ ِ‬ ‫ﺻـــﻥٌ َﻣـــﺎﻝ َ ﻣِـﻥْ َﺭ ْﯾ َﻌـــﺎﻧِــ ِﻪ‬ ‫ﺕ ُﻏ ْ‬ ‫ِــﻲ‬ ‫ـــﻭ ُﺟ ﱠﺑﺗ ْ‬ ‫ﻑ َﺗﺣ ُﻧ ْ‬ ‫ــﻭ َ‬ ‫ﺳ ْ‬ ‫ِــﻲ َ‬ ‫َﻻ َﺗ ِﻣ ْﯾﻠ ْ‬

‫ِـﻲ ﺃَ ْﻧ َ‬ ‫ِــﻲ‬ ‫ﺍﺭﺣﻠ ْ‬ ‫ـﺕ َﺟــﺩﱢ ْﻱ َﻭ َ‬ ‫ُﺛـ ﱠﻡ ﻗُ ْـﻭﻟ ْ‬ ‫ﺻ ْﻔ َﺣ ِﺔ‬ ‫َﻭﺍھْ ُﺟ ُﺭ ْﻱ ﺷِ ْﻌ ِﺭ ْﻱ َﻭ َﻣﺎﻓِﻲ ﺍﻟ ﱠ‬

‫ﺃَ ْ‬ ‫ـﺎ� ﻗُ ْﻠ ُ‬ ‫ـﺭ َﻛ ْ‬ ‫ِــﺭ ْﻱ‬ ‫ـﺕ ِﺑ ﱠ ِ‬ ‫ـﺕ ْ‬ ‫ﺷ َ‬ ‫ﺍﺳ َﺗ ْﻐﻔ ِ‬ ‫َﻻ َﺗﻘُــﻭﻟِـﻲ ﺃَ ْﻧ َ‬ ‫ِـــﻲ‬ ‫ـﺕ َﺣ ﱠﻘـــﺎ ً ﻗِ ْﺑﻠَﺗ ْ‬

‫ـﺕ ُﺛــ ﱠﻡ َﻗــﺎﻟَ ْ‬ ‫ُﺛــ ﱠﻡ َﻣــﺎﻟَ ْ‬ ‫ِـــﻲ‬ ‫ـﺕ ‪ :‬ﻟَ ْﯾ َﺗﻧ ْ‬ ‫ـﺏ ﺍﻟ ﱢ‬ ‫ِــﻲ‬ ‫ﺻﺗ ْ‬ ‫ـﺩﺭﻱ ﻗِ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺷ ْﻌ َ‬ ‫ﺃَ ْﻛ ُﺗـ ُ‬ ‫ــﺭ ﻟِ َﺗ ِ‬

‫ُﺛـ ﱠﻡ َﻣــﺎ َﻟ ْ‬ ‫ــﻲ َﻟــ ْﻡ ﺃَ َﺩ ْﻉ‬ ‫ــﺭ ﺃَ ﱢﻧ ْ‬ ‫ـﺕ َﻏ ْﯾ َ‬ ‫ِﺿـ ِﺔ‬ ‫ﺻﺎﻓ ِْﻲ ﺍﻟﻔ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺿ ِﻣ ْﯾ ِﺭ ْﻱ َﻏ ْﯾ َﺭ َ‬ ‫ﻓ ِْﻲ َ‬

‫ـــﺎﻑ ﺍﻟ َﻘ ْﻠـ ِ‬ ‫ــﺭﺍً ُﻛ ﱠﻠ َﻣــﺎ‬ ‫ﺏ ﺷِ ْﻌ َ‬ ‫ِﺯﺩْ ﺷِ َﻐ َ‬ ‫َ‬ ‫ِــﻲ‬ ‫ﺻ َﻔﺗ ْ‬ ‫ِﻱ َﻭ ْ‬ ‫ِـﻲ ﺍﻟ ُﺑﻌـــ ُﺩ َﻓ ٰ َﻬــﺫ ْ‬ ‫ﺷــﺩﱠ ﻧ ْ‬

‫ِـﻲ َﻗ َﺳ َﻣــﺎ ً‬ ‫ــﺭﻭﻓ ْ‬ ‫ـــﺭ ُﺣ ُ‬ ‫ﺳﺣ ُ‬ ‫ﺳ َﻬــﺎ ْ‬ ‫َﻣ ﱠ‬ ‫ﻑ ﺍﻟ ﱢ‬ ‫ِـﻲ‬ ‫ِﻱ ُﺟ ْﻌ َﺑﺗ ْ‬ ‫ﺷ ْﻌ ِﺭ ُﻋ ْﻭﺩ ْ‬ ‫ﺎﺣ ُﺭ ْﻭ َ‬ ‫َﯾ ُ‬

‫ﻧﺑﯾﻝ ﺣﯾﺩﺭ ﺍﻟﺻﺎﻟﺣﻲ‬


‫ﺳﻝ ‪...‬‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻌ َ‬ ‫ُﻧﺑﻭ َءﺓُ َ‬

‫ﺳﻲ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺱ َﺣ َﻭﺍ ﱢ‬ ‫َﻓ َﯾﺄْﺗِﯾﻧِﻲ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺭ ﱡﺩ ﻣِﻥْ ھ َ​َﻭ ِ‬

‫ﺍﻟﺷﺎﻋﺭ ﺇﺣﺳﺎﻥ ﺍﻟﺧﻭﺭﻱ‬

‫ﺎء ‪...‬‬ ‫َﻭﻣِﻥْ َﺗ ْﻭ َﺑ ِﺔ َﻧ ْﻬﺩَ ْﯾﻙِ ﻟِﻠﱢ َﻘ ِ‬ ‫ﺳ ﱢﯾ َﺩﺗِﻲ ‪...‬‬ ‫َ‬

‫ﺻ َﻧ ْﻭ َﺑ ُﺭ ُﯾ َﺣﺎﺻِ ُﺭﻧِﻲ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺍﻟ ﱠ‬

‫ﺻﻣﺗِ ِﻬ َﻣﺎ ‪..‬؟‬ ‫ﻑ َ‬ ‫َﻧ ْﻬ َﺩﺍ َﻙ َﻣﺎ َﺧ ْﻠ َ‬

‫ﺎﺭﺝ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺷ َﻭﺗِ ِﻪ َﺗﺩَ َ‬ ‫ﻟَ ﱠﺫﺓُ َﻧ ْ‬ ‫ﻭﺯ ْ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺯ َﻣ ِﻥ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﻧﺕ َﺧ َ‬

‫ﺍﻑ ‪!..‬‬ ‫ﺎﺭﺝ‬ ‫ﺍﻷﻋﺭ ُ‬ ‫َ‬ ‫َھﻝْ ُھ َﻣﺎ َﺧ َ‬

‫َﻭ َﻋ َﺑ ُﻕ َﺭﺍﺋ َِﺣﺗِ ِﻪ َﯾﻘُﻭ ُﺩﻧِﻲ ﺇِﻟَ ْﯾﻙِ ‪...‬‬

‫ﺍﻟﺳ ﱡﺭ ﻓِﻲ ُﺭ ُﺑﻁِ ﻬﻣﺎ ﺍﻟ ُﻣ ْﻘ َﻔ َﻠﺔ ‪!..‬‬ ‫َﻣﺎ ﱢ‬

‫ﺳ ﱢﯾ َﺩﺗِﻲ ‪...‬‬ ‫َ‬

‫ُﺭ ﱠﺑ َﻣﺎ َﯾ َﺗ َﻌﻠﱠ ُﻕ ﺍﻷَ ْﻣ ُﺭ ِﺑﺩَ ھَﺷﺎﺗﻲ ‪..‬‬

‫ﺍﻕ ﺃَ َﻣﺎ َﻡ َ‬ ‫ﺍ ِْﺧﻠَﻌِﻲ ﺍﻟﻔ َِﺭ َ‬ ‫ﺻ َﻧ ْﻭ َﺑ ِﺭ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺷ َﺟ َﺭ ِﺓ ﺍﻟ ﱠ‬

‫َ‬ ‫ﺎﺱ َﺧ َﯾﺎﻟ ﱟِﻲ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺝ ِﺑ َﻣ َﻘ ٍ‬ ‫ﺎﻉ ﺍﻟ َﻣ ْﻭ ِ‬ ‫ﺃ ْﻭ ِﺑﺎ ِْﺭﺗِ َﻔ ِ‬

‫ﺎﻥ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺎﺭ َﺯ َﻣ ِﻥ ﺍﻻِﺣﺗِ َ‬ ‫ﺿ ِ‬ ‫َﻓﺄ َ َﻧﺎ ِﺑ ِﺎ ْﻧﺗ َِﻅ ِ‬

‫ﺃَ ْﻭ ُﺭ ﱠﺑ َﻣﺎ ﻣِﻥْ ﺍﻟﻐِ ﻭﺍﯾﺔ ﺍﻟ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺳﺔ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺷ ِﺭ َ‬

‫ﺝ َ‬ ‫ﻐﺎﻑ ﻓُﺅﺍﺩِﻙِ ﻟِ َﯾﺄْ ِﻭ َﯾﻧِﻲ ‪...‬‬ ‫ﺷ َ‬ ‫َﻭﺃَ ْﺣ َﺗﺎ ُ‬

‫ﺍﻟﺟﺎﺋ َِﻌﺔ‪...‬‬ ‫ﺃَ ْﻡ ِﺑﺄ َ ْﺟ ِﻭ َﺑﺗِﻲ َ‬

‫ﺳ ﱢﯾ َﺩﺗِﻲ ‪...‬‬ ‫َ‬

‫ﺳ ﱢﯾ َﺩﺗِﻲ ‪...‬‬ ‫َ‬

‫ھَﺎﺗِﻲ َﻗﻁ َﻔ ًﺔ ﻣِﻥْ ُﺭﻭﺣِﻙِ ‪..‬‬

‫ﺍﻟ ﱡﺗ ُ‬ ‫ﺡ َﻋ َﻠﻰ ﺍﻟ ِﻘ َﻣ ِﻡ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﻭﺕ ﺍﻟ َﻣ ْﻁ ُﺭﻭ ُ‬

‫َﻻ َﺗ ْﺑ ُﺧﻠِﻲ ‪...‬‬

‫ﺳ ُﯾ ْﻧ ِﻛ ُﺭﻧِﻲ ‪..‬؟!‬ ‫َھﻝْ َ‬

‫ﺃَ َﺗ َﺫ ﱠﻛ ُﺭ َﯾ ْﻭ َﻣ َﻬﺎ ‪..‬‬

‫َھﻝْ َﯾ ْﺑ َﻘﻰ ﻓِﻲ َﻓ َﻣ ْﻲ ﺃَ ْﻟ ِ‬ ‫ﺍﻝ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﻑ ُ‬ ‫ﺳ َﺅ ٍ‬

‫ﻗُ ُ‬ ‫ﺏ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺳﺄَھْ ُﺭ ُ‬ ‫ﻠﺕ ِﺑ َﻬﺎ َ‬

‫ﻭﺕ َﻁ ْﻌ َﻡ َ‬ ‫ﺳ ُﯾ َﺅ ﱢﺟ ُﺞ ﺍﻟ ﱡﺗ ُ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻐ َﺭ ِﻕ ‪..‬‬ ‫َھﻝْ َ‬

‫ﻁﻭ َﺡ ِﺑﻲ ُﺑ ْﻌﺩُﻙِ ‪..‬‬ ‫َﻓ ﱠ‬

‫ص ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺭ ْﻗ ِ‬ ‫َھﻝْ َﺗ ِﻌ َﺑ ْﺕ ﺍﻟ ﱠﻧ ْﻬﺩَ ﺍ ِﻥ ﻣِﻥْ ﱠ‬ ‫ِﻲ َ‬ ‫ﺷ َﺭﺍھ َُﺔ ﺍﻟ ﱡﺗﻭ ِ‬ ‫ﺕ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺃَ ْﻡ ھ َ‬

‫ﺷ ﱠﺑ ُ‬ ‫ﺃَ َﺗ َ‬ ‫ﺙ ِﺑﺫ ِْﻛ َﺭﻯ ﺃَ ْﻧ َﻔﺎﺳِ ﻙِ ‪..‬‬

‫َﻭ َ‬ ‫ﺷ َﺭﺍھ َُﺔ َﻧ ْﻅ َﺭﺍ ُﺗﻲ ﺍﻟ ُﻣ ْﺣ َﺗ ِﺭ َﻗﺔ ‪...‬‬

‫ﺃُﻟَ ْﻣﻠِ ُﻣ َﻬﺎ ‪..‬‬

‫ﺳ ﱢﯾ َﺩﺗِﻲ ‪...‬‬ ‫َ‬

‫ﺃﺳﺄَﻟُﻙِ ‪..‬‬ ‫ْ‬

‫ﺳ ِﻝ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﻭءﺓُ ﺍﻟ َﻌ َ‬ ‫َﻣ َﺗﻰ َﺗ ْﻛ َﺗ ِﻣﻝ ُ ُﻧ ُﺑ َ‬

‫َھﻝْ ﺃَ َﻧﺎ ﻻ ِﺯ ُ‬ ‫ﻟﺕ ُﻣ ْﻐ َﺭﻣﺎ ً ِﺑﻙِ ‪..‬؟‬ ‫َﻓﺄُﻁﻠ ُِﻕ َﻧ ْﻅ َﺭﺍﺗِﻲ َ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺧ ُﺟﻭ َﻟ َﺔ ‪..‬‬

‫َﻭ َﺗ ْﻧ َﺗ ِﻬﻲ ھُﺩ َﻧ ُﺔ ﺍﻟ ﱠﻧ ْﻬ َﺩ ْﯾ ِﻥ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻟ ُِﻕ َﻋﻠَﻰ َ‬ ‫ﻟِ َﯾ َﺗ َﺣ ﱠﺭ ْﻙ ﺍﻟ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺷ َﻔﺗِﻲ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺷ ْﻭ ُﻕ َ‬

‫ﻷَ ْﻧ َﺗﻅِ ُﺭ ﺃَ ْﺟ ِﻭ َﺑ َﺔ ﻓُ َﺅﺍﺩِﻙِ ‪..‬‬

‫ﺡ ﻟَ ُﻬ َﻣﺎ ‪..‬‬ ‫َﻓ ُﯾﻠَ ﱢﻭ ُ‬

‫ﻭ ِﺑ ﱡ‬ ‫ﺕ ﺃﺷﺗﺎﻗُﻙِ ‪..‬‬


‫َﯾﺣ ُ‬ ‫ﺷ ُﺩ ﺍﻟﻘُ ْﺑ َﻼﺕ ‪..‬‬

‫ﻛﻡ ﯾﺅﻟﻣﻧﻲ‬

‫ﻷﺧﺭج ﻣﻥ‬ ‫ﺇﻏوﯾﻧﻲ‬ ‫َ‬

‫وﻝ ‪..‬‬ ‫ُﯾ َﺣ ﱢﺭ ُﻛ َﮭﺎ ِﺑ ُﻛﻝ ﱢ ُﻓ ُ‬ ‫ﺿ ٍ‬

‫ﺩﻣﻊ ﺍﻟﻧﺎﺱ‬

‫ﺿﻼﻟﺗﻲ ‪..‬وﺃﻗﺿ َﻡ‬ ‫َ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺗﻔﺎﺣﺔ‪...‬‬

‫وﻝ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺯ َﻣ ِﻥ ‪..‬‬ ‫َﻧ ْﺣ َو ﺍﻟﻌ ِْﻁ ِﺭ ﺍﻟ َﻣ ْﺟ ُﮭ ِ‬ ‫ﺣﺎﻝ ‪..‬‬ ‫َﻓ ُﺗ ْﺭ َﺗﻁِ ُﻡ ِﺑﺄ َ ْﺳ ِﺋﻠَ ِﺔ ﺍﻟ ُﻣ ِ‬ ‫ﺎﺭ َﯾ ًﺔ َﻋﻠَﻰ ﺍﻟ ﱠﻧ ْﮭ َﺩ ْﯾ ِﻥ ‪..‬‬ ‫َو َﺗﻁﻔُو َﻋ ِ‬ ‫ِﺵ ﻣِﻥْ ﻟَ ْﺳ َﻌ ِﺔ ﺍﻟ ﱡﺗو ِ‬ ‫ﺕ ‪..‬‬ ‫َﺗﺭ َﺗﻌ ُ‬

‫ﯾﺅﺭﻗﻧﻲ‬ ‫و ﱢ‬ ‫ﺣﺯﻥ ﺍﻟﻁﻔﻝ‬ ‫وﻟﺩ ﯾﺷﻘﻰ‬

‫وﺣ ِﺔ ﺍﻟ ُﻐ ْﻧ ِﺞ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺿ َﮭﺎ َﻋﻠَﻰ ﺃ ُ ْﺭ ُﺟ َ‬ ‫َﯾ ْﻐ ُﻔو َﺑ ْﻌ ُ‬

‫ﺩوﻥ ﺍﻟﺣﻠﻡ‬

‫ﺿ َﮭﺎ َﯾﺣ َﺗ ِﺭ ُﻕ ﻓِﻲ ﺍﻟ َﻣ َوﺍﻗِ ِﺩ ‪...‬‬ ‫َو َﺑ ْﻌ ُ‬

‫ﻻ ﯾﻌﺭﻑ ﺳﺑﺑﺎ‬

‫ِﻲ ِﻣ ْ‬ ‫ﺍﺭھَﺎ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺷ َو َ‬ ‫ﻟَ ِﻛ ﱠﻧ َﮭﺎ ﻟَﻥْ ُﺗ ْﻠﻐ َ‬

‫ﻟﻠﺟوﻉ‪.. .‬‬

‫ﺷ ْﯾ ًﺋﺎ ﻣِﻥْ ﺍﻟ ﱠﻧ ْ‬ ‫ﺏ ِﻣ ْﻧ ُﮭ َﻣﺎ َ‬ ‫ﺷ َو ِﺓ ‪..‬‬ ‫َﺗ ْﺳﻠُ ُ‬

‫ﻛﻡ ﯾﺛﻘﻠﻧﻲ‪. .‬‬

‫ﺳ ﱠﺭ ِﺓ ‪..‬‬ ‫َﻓ ُﯾﺭﺷِ ُﺩھَﺎ ﻅِ ﻠﱡ ُﮭ َﻣﺎ ﺇِﻟَﻰ ﺃ ُ ْﻓ ِﻕ ﺍﻟ ﱡ‬ ‫َﺗ ْﻘﻠَ ُﻕ َﻗﻠ ً‬ ‫ِﯾﻼ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺏ ﺍﻟ ﱠﻁ ِﺭ َ‬ ‫ﯾﻕ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺿ ُ‬ ‫ُﺗ َو ﱢ‬ ‫ﺳ َﻔ ِﺭ ﱠ‬ ‫ُﺗ ِﺭﯾ ُﺩ ﺃَﻥْ َﺗ ْ‬ ‫ﯾﻝ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺷ ُﺑ َﻊ َﻗ ْﺑﻝ َ ﺍﻟ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻁ ِو ِ‬ ‫ﺳ ﱠﺭ َﺓ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﻓ َﺗﺻِ ﻝ ُ ﺍﻟ ﱡ‬

‫ھﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺑﻠﺩ‬ ‫ﻗﻠﺏ ﯾﻧﺑﺽ‬ ‫ﻓﻲ ﻧﺻﻔﯾﻥ‬ ‫ﯾﺑﺩﺃ ﻋﻧﺩ‬

‫ﺎﺯﻟُ َﮭﺎ ‪..‬‬ ‫ُﺗ َﻐ ِ‬

‫ﺍﻟﺷﺟﺭ ﺑﺩﺍﺭﻱ‬

‫ﺿ َﻔﺎ ِ‬ ‫ﻑ ‪..‬‬ ‫ِﻲ َﻋﻠَﻰ ﺍﻟ ﱢ‬ ‫ِﯾﺭﺓُ َوھ َ‬ ‫َﺗ َﺗ َﺭ ﱠﻧ ُﺢ ﺍﻷَﺧ َ‬

‫وﺍﻟﺑﺎﻗﻲ ﯾﺗﺟﺭﻉ‬

‫ُ‬ ‫ﺭﺍﻡ ‪..‬‬ ‫َﺗﺑﺩَﺃ ﻓِﯾ َﮭﺎ ﺑﺎﻟ َﻐ ِ‬

‫ﻏﺭﺑﺔ‬

‫ﺻ ْﻧ ِﻊ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﯾﻝ ﺍﻟ َﻣﺎھ َِﺭ ِﺓ ﺍﻟ ﱡ‬ ‫َو َﺗ ْﻧ َﺗ ِﮭﻲ ﻓِﻲ ﺍﻟ ﱠﺗ َﻔﺎﺻِ ِ‬ ‫ﺷ ُ‬ ‫ﻌﻠﺔ ﺍﻟ ﱠﻧ ْ‬ ‫ﺗﻧوﺹ ُ‬ ‫ﺷ َو ِﺓ ‪..‬‬ ‫ُﺛ ﱠﻡ‬ ‫ُ‬ ‫َﻓ َﺗ ِﺯ ﱡﻡ ﺍﻟﻘُ ْﺑ َﻼ ُ‬ ‫ﺕ ﺫﺍ َﺗﮭﺎ ‪..‬‬ ‫ﺳﺎ َﻓﺔ ‪....‬‬ ‫وﻝ ﺍﻟ َﻣ َ‬ ‫َو َﺗ َﻌو ُﺩ َﻋﻠَﻰ ُﻁ ِ‬ ‫ﻣﻥ ﺩﯾوﺍﻧﻲ ﺍﻟﺭﺍﺑﻊ ‪ :‬ﻧِﺳﺎ ٌء ﻣِﻥ ﺷﻣﻊ‬

‫ﻋﻣﺎﺩ ھﺎﻧﻲ ﺫﯾﺏ‬

‫ﻗﺎﺳﻡ ﺳﮭﻡ ﺍﻟﺭﺑﯾﻌﻲ‬




‫=‪ ))))) ٢٣-‬ﺳوﻧﯾﺗﺎت اﻟﻌﺷﻕ اﻟﺧﺎﻟﺩ ((((( ﺑﻘﻠﻡ اﻟﺷﺎﻋﺭ‬ ‫ﺭﻣﺯﻱ ﻋﻘﺭاوﻱ‬ ‫ﻓﺎﺗِ َﻧﺗﻲ !‬ ‫ت‬ ‫َﻗﻠﱠ ْﻠ ِ‬ ‫ﺻﺑﺭﻱ‬ ‫َ‬ ‫ت‬ ‫وﺯﺩ ِ‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫َﺗ َﻣ ْﻠﻣُﻠﻲ ؟‬ ‫ت‬ ‫ﻛﻣﺎ ِﺯﺩ ِ‬ ‫ﺑُﻛﺎﺋﻲ‬ ‫ﺑﻌﺩَ ﺃﻥْ‬ ‫و ﱠﺩﻋﺗﯾﻧﻲ‬ ‫و َﺗ َﻌﻠﱡﻠﻲ !‬ ‫وﺑَﻌﺩَﻙِ‬ ‫ﯾﺎ ﻗﺎﺗِ َﻠﺗﻲ‬ ‫= ﯾﺎ ﺭاﺋِ َﻌﺗﻲ‬ ‫= ﯾﺎﺁﻧ َِﺳﺗﻲ‬ ‫ﻛﯾﻑ‬ ‫َ‬


‫ُ‬ ‫ﺃﻟوﺫ‬ ‫ِﺑ َﺭ َﻏ ِﺩ‬ ‫اﻟﻌﯾش‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫ﯾش‬ ‫ﺑﻌﺩَ َﻋ ِ‬ ‫اﻟ ّﺗﺫﻟﱡ ِﻝ ؟؟‬ ‫ت‬ ‫ھﺎﺟﺭْ ِ‬ ‫َ‬ ‫ت‬ ‫ﻓﺄو َﺣ ْﺷ ِ‬ ‫ﯾﺎﺭ‬ ‫اﻟ ﱢﺩ َ‬ ‫وﺃھﻠَﻬﺎ ‪---‬‬ ‫ت‬ ‫وﺃﻧ ِ‬ ‫ت‬ ‫اﻟﺗﻲ ُﻛﻧ ِ‬ ‫َﻣﻌﯾﻧﻲ‬ ‫ت‬ ‫ﻓﻲ اﻟ ُﻣﻠِﻣّﺎ ِ‬ ‫و َﺗ َوﺳﱡﻠﻲ‬ ‫ﻓﻼ ﻛﺎﻥ‬ ‫ﯾو ٌﻡ‬ ‫ت ﻓﯾ ِﻪ‬ ‫ُﻛﻧ ِ‬ ‫ً‬ ‫ﻏﺎﺋﺑﺔ‬


‫ﻋﻥ ﻋُﻳﻭﻧﻲ ؟؟‬ ‫ﺕ ﻟﻲ‬ ‫ﻭﺃﻧ ِ‬ ‫ﺻ ْﻔ ِﻭ‬ ‫َﻛ َ‬ ‫ﱡ‬ ‫ﻭﻋِﺯ‬ ‫َﻣﻧ َﻬﻠﻲ –‬ ‫َﻣﺄ َﻣﻠﻲ ؟؟؟‬ ‫‪٢٠١٧=١=٣٠‬‬


‫ﻓﻳﺎﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺑﻭح‬

‫ٌ‬ ‫ٌ‬ ‫ﻓﺭﺍﺷﺔ ‪ٌ ،‬‬ ‫ﻣﻭﺕ ﺃُﻗــــــــــــــــَ ّﺷ ُﺭﻩ‬ ‫ﻗﻠﻕ ‪،‬‬ ‫ُ‬ ‫ﺍﻷﺟ ُﻝ‬ ‫ﺣ ّﺗﻰ‬ ‫ﺍﻧﺗﻬﻳﺕ ﺣﻳﺎ ًﺓ ﻋـــــــــــﺎﻓﻬﺎ َ‬

‫ﺿﺎ َﻗ ْ‬ ‫ِﻳﻥ ﺍﺳ َﺗﺳﻠَ َﻡ ﺍﻷَ َﻣ ُﻝ‬ ‫ﺕ ِﺑ َﻲ ﺍﻟ ﱠﻧﻔـﺱُ ﺣ َ‬ ‫َ‬

‫ً‬ ‫ﺃﺧﻳﻠﺔ‬ ‫ﻭﺳﺎﺋ ٌﺩ‪ ،‬ﺩﻓﺗ ٌﺭ ﻗﺩ ﺷــــــــــــــــﺎﻁ‬

‫َﻭﺍﻟﻳـَـــــــــﺄﺱُ ّ‬ ‫ﻣﺯﻗﻧﻲ ﺃﺣْ ﺩَﺍ ُﻗ ُﻪ ﺍﻷَ َﺟ ُﻝ‬

‫ﺍﻷﺣــــــــﺯﺍﻥ ﻳﻐﺗﺳ ُﻝ‬ ‫ﻣﻥ ﻛ ﱢﻝ ﺟﻔ ٍﻥ ﺃﺗﻰ‬ ‫َ‬

‫ﻓﻧﺟﺎﻥ ﺣﻳﺭﺗﻪ‬ ‫ﺃﺟﺎﻟﺱُ ﺍﻟﺻّـــــــﺑﺭ ﻓﻲ‬ ‫ِ‬ ‫ُ‬ ‫ﻳﺳﺗﻳﻘﻅ ﺍﻟﻠّﻳ ُﻝ ﺃﻋــــــــﻣﻰ ّ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻭﺟ ُﻝ‬ ‫ﺃﺯﻩ‬ ‫َ‬

‫ّﻌﻑ ﻣﺫ ﺳﻭّ ُ‬ ‫ﻓﺕ ﻧــــــــــــﺧ َﻠ َﺗﻪ‬ ‫ﺃﺭ ّﺗﻕ ﺍﻟﺳ َ‬ ‫ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺭّﻣﻝ ھﻝ ﻳﺎ ﺗﺭﻯ ﻗﺩ ﺻﻔّﻕ ﺍﻟــﻣ َﻠﻝُ؟‬

‫ِــــــــﺣﺎ ُﺭ ﺍﻟﱠﺗِﻲ َﻣﺎ ﻋ ُْﺩ ُ‬ ‫ﺕ ﺃَ ْﻣﻠَﺅُ َھﺎ؟‬ ‫ﺃَﻳ َْﻥ ﺍﻟﺑـ‬ ‫َ‬

‫ُ‬ ‫ﻛﻧﺕ ﻭﺭﻁــــــــــــﺗﻪ‬ ‫ﺃﺭ ّﺗ ُﻝ ﺍﻟﻣﺎ َء ﻏﻳﻣًﺎ‬

‫َ‬ ‫ﻭح ﻣُﺭْ َﺗ ِﺣﻝُ؟‬ ‫ﺃﻳ َْﻥ ﺍﻟﺳـﱠـــــــ َﻣﺎ ُء َﻭﻅِ ﱡﻝ ﺍﻟﺭﱡ ِ‬

‫ﻓﻳﺭﻗصُ ﺍﻟﻛﺄﺱُ ﻓﻲ ﺃﻧـــــــــﺣﺎﺋﻪ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺛ َﻣ ُﻝ‬

‫َﻳـﺎ َﻭﺭﺩَﺓ ◌ً َﺳ َﻛــــــــ َﺑ ْ‬ ‫ﺕ ﺃﻋﺫﺍﺭ َھﺎ ﺑ َﺩ ِﻣﻲْ‬ ‫َﺩﻣِﻲ ﺍﺳْ ـــــــــ َﺗ َﺣﺎ َﻝ َﻋﻠَﻰ ﺃَ ْﻭﺭﺍَ ِﻗ ِﻪ َ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺧ َﺑ ُﻝ‬

‫ٌ‬ ‫ھﻧﺎ ھﻧﺎﻙ ﻋﺻـــــــــــــــﺎﻓﻳﺭٌ‬ ‫ﻭﺃﺟﻧﺣﺔ‬ ‫ھﺏْ ﺃ ّﻧﻬﺎ ﺳ َﻔــــــــــــﺭٌ ﻳﺄﺗﻲ ﺑــﻪ ﺍﻟ َﻁﻠَ ُﻝ‬

‫َﻛ ْﻡ َﺣ ﱠﺩﺛـَــــــ ْﺗﻧِﻲ َﺭ َﻭ ِﺍﺑﻲ ﱠ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﺯھْ ِﺭ ﺃَ ْﻗﻁِ ﻔ َﻬﺎ؟‬

‫ً‬ ‫ﺯﻥ ﺃﺿْ‬ ‫ـــــﺭﺣﺔ‬ ‫ﺇﻥْ ﻁﻭّ ﻗﺗﻧﻲ ﺃﻳﺎﺩﻱ ﺍﻟﺣُ ِ‬

‫ُ‬ ‫ﻁﺭﺑﺕ ﺑﻭﺍﺩﻱ ﺍﻟﺿﻭء ﺃُﻧﻬﻣــــــﻝُ؟‬ ‫ﻭﻛﻡ‬

‫ﺗﺭﺍﺏُ ﻗﻠﺑﻲ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺃﺷـــــــــــــﻬﺎﺩِﻩ ﺍﻟﺑﻠ ُﻝ‬

‫َﺭ َﻛﺿْ ُ‬ ‫ﺕ ﻁِ ْﻔﻼً َﻳﻬ ﱡُﺯ ﺍﻟ ُﻐـﺻْ َﻥ ﻓِﻲ ﺃَ َﻣ ِﺩﻱ‬ ‫َﻭﺍﻟ ﱠﺷﻣْﺱُ َﺛ ْﻐﺭٌ ِﺑ َﻬﻣ ْـــــــِﺱ ﺍﻟ ُﺣﻠﻡ ﻳﺗﺻ ُﻝ‬

‫ﻭﻕ ﺃﻓﺋﺩ ٌﺓ‬ ‫ﺃﺻﺎﺑﻌﻲ ﻓﻲ ﻣـــــــــﺩَﺍ ِﺩ ﺍﻟ ّﺷ ِ‬ ‫ھﻝ ﻣﻥ ﻭﺭﻳﺩﻱ ﻳﻔﺭﱡ ﺍﻟﺻّــــﺑ ُﺭ ﻭﺍﻷﻣﻝُ؟‬

‫ٌ‬ ‫ﻓﻠــــــــــﺳﻔﺔ‬ ‫ﺕ‬ ‫ﻣﻼﻣﺣﻲ ﻓﻲ ﻋﺭﺍ ِء ﺍﻟﻭﻗ ِ‬ ‫ﻓﻛﻳﻑ ﻳﺟﺭﻱ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺃﻧــــــــﺩﺍﺋﻬﺎ ﺍﻟ ّ‬ ‫ﺷﻠﻝُ؟‬ ‫ً‬ ‫ﻣﺭھﻘﺔ‬ ‫ﺏ‬ ‫ﻣﺫ ﻏﺎﺩﺭ ْﺗﻧِﻲ ﺩﻣــــــــــﺎ ُء ﺍﻟﻘﻠ ِ‬ ‫ﺃﺳْ ُ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻛﻭﻥ ﺗـــــــﺷﺗﻌ ُﻝ‬ ‫ﻠﻣﺕ ﺭﻭﺣﻲ ﺑﺩﻣﻊ‬ ‫ِ‬

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