Thursday, August 12, 2010

Rocket Science


 

`well done,  for a recent bipedal’, I said,
reading the staccato lines of  my palms;
 smells of chlorophyll and tree mites

My tail bone, jerks;     
And, grows tickling the face of the Moon:
Rocket science a modern morphing of  my lost probing tail.   

I haven’t shed my untamed  tail,
a rudder, journeying in  to the silent soul of the   universe.
 I shoot from my hip  into  space;
the  seminal glory of mankind bursts into the unknown yonder:
Rocks and rocks.. my wild tail. .

Human  fancies  leap from tree to tree
and then leaps forward into the heavens.
 I sit over the universe, thinking.
My hands of destiny are  lined with arboreal ancestry...

A planet inhabited on the right flank of the  multivers;
And  death wiped from human memory,
 the  possibilities I hope for...
My wild tail has turned into  fiery fire of automation.
Like that of Hanuman's, the monkey God  ..

`A great leap for the mankind’
 From tree top  to Moon top.
What next,
 sending a  bouquet to my  first cousin living in some remote planet; 
I look into the future.
Can do, if I beat the `light barrier’.



Saturday, July 31, 2010

Akin to .



Sprinkle me like you pepper the omelet over the hills..
Need wings to fly over the  green magic..
Tiger roars  and pug marks  for company,
A  fine drizzle  wets and  wafts over  the  face  somnambulant
 Slush squeaks heartily  underneath  the pair of sneakers 
 Earth breathes  its soul in the 
 wilderness whole..
And the birds mimic the unknown  piano keys 
 Tongue pops out to  slurp  in the sulfur taste of the rain drops that slip in
Rocky mossy globs a browsing elephant  calf ?
Winding footpaths unravel lush pubic hairs unseen in a country maiden
Pausing on a cliff ,  a distant roar wafts in ,
 the unseen liquid diver , a waterfall in all its lyrical strength.
 Seen God..?
This must be akin to ...



Naveen Bharathi