Posts Tagged ‘singing’
26
Dec
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travel with my thoughts,
mindless with intimate surprise…
i float on clouded seas above faint and snakish rivers,
expanding awkwardly in the dying sun.
i feel slighted and content as i embark on this journey of journeys.
familiar softness resting in my head,
but not of pillows,
truly, rum and juice.
now i fasten my seat belts,
and cry for the love-lost kiss!
descending into darkness,
when once i was high and above such heart-felt meetings.
-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari 6/4/97
26
Dec
Posted by jasonstaroftheeast in Uncategorized. Tagged: birth, blog, blogger, blogging, born, circle, circles, circular, crazy, dance, dancing, dark, darkness, dreams, green, happiness, happy, hard, heart, inside, light, love, lovers, loving, moon, one, outside, planets, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poets, rain, rains, remember, remembering, remembrance, sad, sadness, shadows, shine, silence, silent, singing, soft, song, space, star, stars, storm, storming, storms, sun, thoughts, touch, tremble, trembling, universal, universe, wind, words, wordsmith, write, writing, yearning. Leave a comment
the wind blows soft secrets into the sternest of ears,
and they will not be denied.
nor will they wait,
for on they blow,
crazy and silent with infinite direction,
paralyzing all
in remembrance of their final thoughts.
but soon they are gone?
forever, they are never left behind.
but i am glassy-eyed,
silent and trembling,
red with tears of sweat,
aching with joyous pain!
for now i know salvation…
in one of it’s many shocking and desperate forms.
-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari (May, 1997)
23
Dec
Posted by jasonstaroftheeast in Uncategorized. Tagged: birth, blog, blogger, blogging, born, circle, circles, circular, dance, dancing, dark, darkness, dreams, green, happiness, happy, hard, heart, inside, light, love, lovers, loving, moon, one, outside, planets, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poets, rain, rains, sad, sadness, shadows, shine, singing, soft, song, space, star, stars, storm, storming, storms, sun, thoughts, touch, universal, universe, wind, words, wordsmith, write, writing, yearning. Leave a comment
i wanna love you most every day,
even when the sun and shadows hide you away!
and i wanna love you most every day,
even when the wind,
it blows you away!
even if the sun,
should refuse to shine,
i would lie in bed with you,
until we come undone.
even if the wind,
should refuse to blow,
i would spin my heart in circles,
because i love you so.
i love you
when you’re walking in the sun.
and i love you
when you’re walking in the rain.
i love you
most every way,
because my heart is jaded by
the things you say…
-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari 12/23/11
23
Dec
Posted by jasonstaroftheeast in Uncategorized. Tagged: birth, blog, blogger, blogging, born, dance, dancing, dark, darkness, dreams, green, happiness, happy, hard, inside, light, one, outside, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poets, sad, sadness, singing, soft, song, thoughts, touch, words, wordsmith, write, writing, yearning. Leave a comment
pull the curtain back
and reveal the ivory keys.
reveal the dust of memories…
race the rings of saturn.
and burn their icy bondage.
for here, the blue-day lingers…
blow the ash from those forgotten pages
and place them on your heart.
find the wilted flower,
in the keep-sake box below.
fill me with your memories,
for i have lost my own.
you read like a book now,
where the words have all gone.
you talk like the wind,
in syllables unkown.
i’ve never had…time on my side
but you….
you have created this great divide
so please,
please wipe those tears from your eyes
and tell me why?
why am i wounded?
by your desert walks alone…
driven by the centuries
to the tide-lands of my home
so please!
just paint me a picture,
they say it’s worth a thousand words.
tell me your story
or don’t say…anything!
just lay here in silence,
it’s the simple thing?
-Jason Akhtarekhavari 12/23/11 (in remembrance of the 22nd of December 2011)
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