Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

Posted on June 8, 2023 by B Gourley

solo donkey:
 so lonely that it might
  be human with us.

Posted on June 8, 2023 by B Gourley

foraging geese,
 with heads down, honk to 
  prevent collision.

Posted on June 7, 2023 by B Gourley

my breath mingles
 with a bright white moon, on a
  cold winter night.

Posted on June 6, 2023 by B Gourley

squall line coming:
 the rains will freshen the fort,
  those walls grown green.

Posted on June 5, 2023 by B Gourley

a fish market,
 broken down for the day --
  yet, its scent still grows.

Posted on June 4, 2023 by B Gourley

topping the ridge,
 the pine forest ends,
  & desert begins.

Posted on June 4, 2023 by B Gourley

wildflowers wave
 on an otherwise still lea.
  bells in the distance.

Posted on June 3, 2023 by B Gourley

a skipper sits on
 a bent grass blade; then leaves.
  the blade stays bent.

Posted on June 3, 2023 by B Gourley

summer sun
 turns the sky orange;
  skin prickles.

Posted on June 1, 2023 by B Gourley

i watch surfers
 watch the waves, attuning
   to their attunement.