Archive for July, 2014

“little swallow”

little swallow

on your lofty perch

what do you see up there so high

twittering away on the evening sky


is it the stars so bathed in light

or the people

with their hopes and dreams and fears


i wonder what you find amazing

would it be the glitter and the gold

or just the simple cobblestones

and the way they define our paths


where do you go in our darkest hours

when we need your whispered song


oh how it rings in troubled silence

like prayers so layered in the dust


alone on the windswept plain

the wagon spinning wheels

they turn me round and over

ever to your thoughts


and if just

for one simple, quiet moment

i could be your iris wide

i would take in all your memories

with folded wings along my side

striking out the distance

to quench the fires of my strife

and be a simple creature

warmed by swollen thermals in the night


i would love you for this honor

to look out from your eyes

and we would be friends as such forever

one of land and one of sky


-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari  7/24/14


“beyond the whisping clouds”

swollen hearts tumble in the old fashioned way

they are consumed by the fires of eternity


but this is a day of reprieves

the plumes of early summer heat have momentarily abated

and in this sweetened break of time

cool fragrant breezes run like softened pebbles under your feet

the grasses seem to live and breathe

birds tell stories from their twiggy homes

and for the first time

you understand the yarns they weave


oh how i wonder

just what this night will bring

shall it be this day’s cool cousin

dressed in faded blues


will fires work the sky

above our silken flags


will the moon be cut just right

beyond the whisping clouds


why all these things i ask of you

they somewhat matter not

for what i wish to know is grandeur

your face in the waning light

and perhaps a kiss between us

before you take your starry flight


-Jason Cyrus Aktharekhavari 7/2/14

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