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About Lions

July 1st, 2010 · No Comments · Poetry

Beautiful lion prowling the day
Princely, forlorn
finding her prey
pouncing and crouching

teak forest stream
meandering along
as a result of Gir forest green
Maldhari child
sheds tears in fear,

Just recently here in Colorado Springs there have been several mountain lion sightings and also a few attacks. The attack involved a mother mountain lion showing a young cub how to hunt. The target-someones’ pet dog in their back yard.

Indian Gujarat lions
suddenly appear
hunting for cattle,
Maldhari land
love, hope, danger,

India’s commanding voice
African sunset,
sunburnt, dusty haze
outlines of acacia trees,
grazing antelopes leaping,
grasses are swaying
in warm breezes

Indian sunset, blistering red
orange, gold sky burning
sunset filled with colors

African lions
napping at dusk
Indian lion, purring
and roaring

Mountain lion attacks this time of year are relatively unusual.

Indian lion,
bends down so low
wandering stream bed,
twisting and turning
sipping cool water,

white belly scratching the ground
with out a whisper or sound
while African sunset burning away
and Indian sunset beckons the end
of the gorgeous Indian day.


The Hill

The hill-
A mini-Calcutta fantasy,
A Bombay, Gujaratan festival of life,
-Throbbing,

They use a stalking technique when out inside back country to obtain their prey. Bears just lumber along but mountain lions hunt which makes them in a sense a lot more dangerous. Bears are surprisingly agile and quick but are up to 2-3 times the size of a incredibly quick 120 pound cat.

When you encounter a mountain lion or rather one finds you hiking or camping a single means of self defense is to appear as large as it is possible to with arms outstretched and yell and scream. The threatening bluff may perhaps work. It does occasionally on bear attacks too.

Try throwing whatever you’ll be able to uncover at the cat-rocks, sticks, branches but don’t run or turn your back. However….

Painted turbans dot the landscape,
Like violet and orange flowers ,
Of a sun-specked Monet oil painting,

Indian spices, aromas rising,
Like winding invisible snakes
Of aromatic wonder,
From restaurants and vendors-

Smokeless, traceless trails of pleasure,
Foods as timeless
As the painting
Of a mural- tracing
The passion of life’s journey
On a single canvas;

Who could believe that this town of
Italian card games
Irish neighborhoods of 100 years
Could transform, metamorphose, becoming what it is,
An America-Calcuttan Gujaratan Mecca
Of spices, throbbing footsteps including a myriad tongues,
Mahatma Gandhi Boulevard
The gentle hill

Of Newark Avenue.
Jersey City, NJ

Painting flowers inside spring

The harp resounds with harmonious chords,
a stunning noise of really like outpours,
a gentle breeze blows by way of the air,
by means of flowers blooming without having a care;

So graceful in their peaceful world
as violets, aquas and reds unfurl
to bloom with lovely, simple grace,
a symphony of color is traced;

Reflecting the sun of futures bright,
gently whispers that things are right,
of peaceful days that in no way will end
to let you know God is your friend.

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