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“the dreaming sea”

swimming in the dreaming pool

at the end of the dimming world

fireflies are whirring in the droning distance

sugar clouds are rushing overhead

here?

in the thinning grey…

clocks move like motionless time

they are the coming fall

women are driving on maps of gold

here in the sleeping shadows

one deep layer beneath another

falling through the hourglass way

on the sand of yellow beaches

near the castles of the moon

there in the slumbering bay

you are breathing now slowly

in the grip of this evening’s foray

there will be lips

and kisses

and millions of days

drifting faster, then slowly

well on your way

but when comes morning?

nearing like starlight

warming little faces that flee

there will be no more swimming

no more wondering

there is nothing more i can say

for you are alone now

set a drifting…

there?

in the dreaming sea

 

-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari 8/22/12

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“the little things”

little drops of honest smoke

pitter patter the chalky sidewalk

and little words

like whispy voices

shatter the calm

thoughts melt like buttercream

on frosted eye lashes shimmering

and little tears

like downy streams

run ever softly

from hills and narrows

green with english rain

soft cheeks brush

outside beyond the calling

and little tones

make little noises

that stretch beyond the horizon

and so remember…

when there is nothing

shadows glow in amber darkness

like beautiful secrets born

they climb aloft

like silly sparrows

and then they’re gone

-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari 8/13/12

“beauty”

“beauty”

 

what is it about beauty?

the way she curls up so tightly ‘round your heart

all the pressure of the mighty universe

wound fist-tight

like a ball of string

as of yet unmet by needle

untouched by soft hands

 

she is an angel purring at your doorstep

and all the yards of european lace

all the flowers in spring

her equal they are not

for she is the taste of sweetness

on loving lips so warm

she brings about the yearning

in your dreams before the dawn

casting out the darkness

no mirror to unworthy forms

 

her movement strikes at elegance

words beyond compare

yellow daisy waterfalls

taking a distant second place

 

she is the wind and song

the gentle ocean spray

the beaming light of towers

in the ancient city squares

 

oh how you thought you knew her

she is gone now from your sight

she filters through the ages

filling darkness with her light

 

and if you want her back

you must speak these words tonight

come back to me sweet beauty

for i am nothing when you’re gone

you have left an empty void

and in the stillness  i await

to see the casting of your shadow

on my pillow bedside warm

and even should i die

before your form it does return

i will long for you in lifetimes

not just this one

 

-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari 8/2/12

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