Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

Posted on June 8, 2026 by B Gourley

fawn rests
 beneath the big leaves
  of new saplings

Posted on June 8, 2026 by B Gourley

hot patch of granite:
 from any crack or cranny
  something learns to grow.

Posted on June 5, 2026 by B Gourley

smoky tendrils
 rise and sprawl to the void,
  so, too, the prayers?

Posted on June 3, 2026 by B Gourley

icicle drip
 falls into a stream; 
  its only solitude.

Posted on June 2, 2026 by B Gourley

sky -- blank & blue --
 stretches mountain to mountain;
  unseen raptor: "screech!"

Posted on June 1, 2026 by B Gourley

mushroom stands tall;
 wasn’t there the day before,
  may be gone the next.

Posted on May 30, 2026 by B Gourley

big-leafed saplings
 line the understory:
  wee cascade murmurs.

Posted on May 29, 2026 by B Gourley

high on a hill fort --
 enshrouded in clouds;
   one can see for... meters?

Posted on May 20, 2026 by B Gourley

grazing deer
 pays hikers no heed:
  too noisy for threat.

Posted on May 18, 2026 by B Gourley

low winter sun
 shines upon the city
  while residents
 walk shadow-dimmed streets
 and fluffy clouds grow angry.