Posts Tagged ‘smoke’
13
Mar
Posted by jasonstaroftheeast in Uncategorized. Tagged: all, alone, always, carve, carved, change, creature, creatures, day, dream, ears, end, fever, fingers, fireflies, firefly, flowers, forever, future, gentle, glitter, glittering, harp, hold, impulse, impulses, kaleidoscope, little, memories, memory, millions, never, page, pages, petals, pine, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poets, rain, rest, secret, secrets, see, sky, smoke, sound, sounds, spiral, spring, static, string, summer, sweet, take, the end, tickle, toes, winter, wood, words, write, writer, writing, yawn. Leave a comment
a kaleidoscope of winter petals
glittering in the sky
dashing gently all about
in the grasp of this sideways driving rain
but the pines are simply resting
always… never changing
fires burn in the not so distant future
like a wood-smoke fever dream
sounds spiral down your ears
like fingers that tickle a harp string
little static impulses begin to take hold
the children of the trees ripen in the loamy ground
just below the flight of future summer fireflies
while sweet little creatures arch and yawn
a million smallish toes that dip into the day
these are the words of spring
the notes to sing and say
for they are carved upon the face of secret pages
they stand alone for all to see
and when comes the end
and then another
all that will matter
is what was pressed into your memory
beneath, behind
and in between…
-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari 3/13/13
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6
Dec
Posted by jasonstaroftheeast in Uncategorized. Tagged: afghan, afternoon, air, apples, blog, blogger, blogging, born, cars, cold, dance, dancer, dancing, darkness, delight, doors, doorways, dream, dreamer, dreaming, dreams, dust, embrace, emptiness, face, fire, follow, footsteps, foreign, forgotten, fragrant, fraying, golden, grass, great, green, happy, heirloom, homes, lay, light, lovers, memory, metal, moisture, one, orange, outdoors, outside, painting, peacful. siren, pictures, plain, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poets, reconcile, rest, ring, rust, safey, shadows, smell, smoke, soft, soldiers, song, swoon, syrian, think, thinker, thinking, thoughts, thresholds, tickles, time, touch, walking, warm, wash, wind, wonder, wondering, write, writer, writing, yarn, yearning, zest. Leave a comment
the wind tickles my face
like the fraying strands of yarn
from an old afghan heirloom
distant songs wash over me
they still ring in my ears
like a peaceful muted siren
and the smell of orange zest
lingers fragrant and happy
foot soldiers come out of the light
covered in syrian dust
such strange things we reconcile
as we lay resting
on couches in the afternoon’s golden swoon
they follow
like shadows on the grass
as we pass from our doorways
to the great emptiness outdoors
walking and wondering
with footsteps in time
the cold smell of moisture in the air
and the green rust of sculpted metal
painting pictures in our canvassed memory
further now in cars
as the smells turn from warm apples to smoke
the safety of our homes long forgotten
wheels bouncing along the concrete plain
they bring us through doors
through differing thresholds
and in those rooms of foreign delight
where fire lifts the darkness
we seek warm embrace
to make sense of it all
in the arms of our lovers
-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari 12/6/12
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30
Nov
Posted by jasonstaroftheeast in Uncategorized. Tagged: blog, blogger, blogging, born, breathing, brothers, calm, candy, cheeks, cry, dance, dancer, dancing, darkness, distance, dream, dreamer, dreaming, dreams, embers, ether, face, frosty, green, light, mist, one, outside, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poets, sadness, smoke, soft, sparkling, tears, think, thinker, thinking, thoughts, toes, touch, trees, universe, whisper, wishes, write, writer, writing, yearning. Leave a comment
toes in the ether
born in the distance
of the breathing deeper
feathers falling through the embers burning
resting in the pillowed leaves
dreams like smoke carried through the trees
here amongst the sadness of the turning
where brothers cry amidst the darkness
alone
far from this side of the yearning
tears caressing cheeks so warmly
arms reaching through the dusty starlight
to clutch the mighty hands that hold you tight
sugary-eyed sparkling mists
coupled in the candy apple wishes
knees bent low
face down to brush the frosty ground
calm now in demeanor
you whisper across the universe
and waiting for the echo
it returns to you in lifetimes
in a world
different from the one that you called home
-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari 11/30/12
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14
Aug
Posted by jasonstaroftheeast in Uncategorized. Tagged: aloft, amber, beautiful, beauty, beyond, born, brush, buttercream, calling, calm, chalk, cheeks, climb, darkness, downy, drops, english, eye lashes, feelings, frosted, glow, gone, green, hills, horizon, little, melt, memories, mood, movies, narrows, noises, nostalgia, nothing, outside, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poets, rain, remember, run, secrets, shadows, shatter, shimmering, sidewalk, silly, smoke, soft, softly, sparrows, streams, tones, voices, whispy, words. Leave a comment
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
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