Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

Cataract Haiku

Posted on September 19, 2020 by B Gourley

I
thundering falls
sing a mind into trance —
timeless sound

II
nearing the falls,
the grand spectacle becomes
a fog wall

III
yamabushi
sit under the cascade —
nails unhammered

IV
seeking earth’s center,
the river drops as far as
land allows

V
a round boulder
sits at the precipice,
refusing to roll

5 thoughts on “Cataract Haiku”

bejamin4 on September 19, 2020 at 3:02 pm said:

Fantastic images: “fog wall”; “unhammered nails” , etc.

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- B Gourley on September 19, 2020 at 3:55 pm said:
  
  thanks
  
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henhouselady on September 19, 2020 at 4:29 pm said:

Reading this piece I could hear and see the waterfall in my mind. Great way to express the sensation visiting a waterfall can create in the soul.

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- B Gourley on September 19, 2020 at 5:21 pm said:
  
  Excellent. Thanks.
  
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Preetisingh on September 21, 2020 at 8:49 pm said:

I love waterfalls & you depicted it so well

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