Black Poetry : The Astronaut

[Harry Hyman]

The Astronaut​

(slightly revised)
I am a traveler on another planet and I am
high upon the pink hilltops, one breeze above the red treetops
where stars puncture night sprinkling clouds with purple hue
and cause the falling gold moonbeams
to splash down full in almond streams
and spray my eyes with Beauty ! It's an alien planet’s view !​

Here I am transfixed by majesty without conflict,
wrapped in a silence throbbing soundless at my ears,
whose symphony makes the colors thunder
across my eyes and wake from slumber
the awe that senses flood to wonder what architect worked here! ​

Dawn's day is yawning rippling pecan light thru morning
and my landcraft is approaching with a rumble and a roar.
Overhead, it passed a tree
turned and landed close to me.
Then I stepped inside. The capsule shut closed and sealed its door.​

Up! Up! It whisked me. Ground fell from my feet,
passing clouds that hovered in the upper atmosphere
which stood as guard and sentry
‘gainst all outlaw cosmic entry.
Soon the capsule docked so gently in my starship by my chair.​

Automatic did the buckles strap my chest and legs and knuckles.
Jaws tensed, preparing for the up and coming jolt
in a silence made long lasting
‘til I felt the rocket blasting.
Then I closed my eyes and took one breath, just before the bolt. ​

Straight to lightning warp-speed, thrown back in my seat,
control and throttle gauges blinked their lights upon my berth.
- Unzipped did I my flight suit.
-Unlatched my helmet’s visor too
to read what was my next stop…Ahhh! That planet they call Earth.
Are they civilized.......yet?​

Namyh​

 

[$$RICH$$]

not yet but worthy to visit well done poet

 

[queentswana]

Great, great piece poet, as I always look forward to reading you. Thanks for sharing this piece.

 

[cherryblossom]

The Astronaut​

I am a traveler on another planet and I am
high upon the pink hilltops, one breeze above the red treetops,
where stars puncture night sprinkling clouds with purple hue
and cause the falling gold moonbeams
to filter down in almond streams
and spray my eyes with beauty. It's an alien planet’s view.​

Here I am transfixed by majesty without conflict,
wrapped in a silence throbbing soundless at my ears,
whose symphony makes the colors thunder
across my eyes and wake from slumber
the awe that senses flood to wonder what Architect worked here! ​

Dawn gapes a yawning rippling pecan light thru morning
and my landcraft is approaching with a rumble and a roar.
Overhead, it passed a tree
turned and landed close to me.
Then I stepped inside. The capsule shut closed and sealed its door.​

Up! Up! It whisked me. Ground fell from my feet,
passing clouds that hovered in the upper atmosphere
which stood as guard and sentry
‘gainst all outlaw cosmic entry.
Soon I walked the capsule’s gantry to my starship’s pilot chair.​

Automatic did the buckles strap my chest and legs and knuckles.
My jaws tensed, preparing for the up and coming jolt
in a silence made long lasting
‘til I felt the rocket blasting
then I closed my eyes and took one breath, just before the bolt.​

Straight to lightning warp-speed, thrown back in my seat,
control and throttle gauges blinked their lights upon my berth.
- Unzipped did I my flight suit.
-Unlatched my helmet’s visor too
to read what was my next stop…Ahhh! That planet they call Earth.​

Namyh​

This was a sho nuff "Fantastic Voyage," Harry!

Fabulous imagery!

 

[Harry Hyman]

Rich – Come on Rich! Take a trip. Tickets will be waiting for you at the McDonalds around the corner from Launch Pad 7. There’s a party on Saturn. Bring an overnite bag and we’ll boldly go….!. Thanks Rich. Namyh