over the mountains,
the sun is setting
like a bad secret.
Secret Sunset [Haiku]
Tiger Riding for Beginners
Bernie Gourley: Traveling Poet-Philosopher & Aspiring Puddle Dancer
over the mountains,
the sun is setting
like a bad secret.
Tiger Riding for Beginners 
Guilty Secrets of a Sordid Sun
(for Bernie Gourley)
Celestial bodies need their secrets, sir—
For scientists are watching all the time,
And mythic rumors constantly recur.
Whatever hour it is, whatever clime
My gift of white light then arrives at, I’m
Naked before unfriendly observation.
I try to be as silent as a mime.
I try to hide my private conflagration.
But guys like you indulge in speculation
At my expense – and seek my secrets out
With a haikuist’s calm determination.
In outer space, no ears can hear my shout
Against your balanced lines and prying Zen.
My exclamation isn’t an amen.
T.R.
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