Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

Posted on June 1, 2023 by B Gourley

rock spires
 feign being coast via
  depth deception.

Posted on May 30, 2023 by B Gourley

a tiny mushroom
 grows from a tiny twig,
  dropping countless spores

Posted on May 29, 2023 by B Gourley

light makes greens greener,
 and clouds glow brightly; its lack
  makes the blues bluer

Posted on May 29, 2023 by B Gourley

"the fish's world
 is always in drift,"
  thinks I, from the bank.

Posted on May 28, 2023 by B Gourley

the Buddha's head
 is in blue sky - ringed by clouds,
  or so it seems.

Posted on May 28, 2023 by B Gourley

the green pond
 reflects the green world
  in its own hue.

Posted on May 27, 2023 by B Gourley

along the seashore,
 everything is in motion,
  but the crow's eye.

Posted on May 27, 2023 by B Gourley

full moon
 over Fishtail Mountain-
  breath swirls in cold air.

Posted on May 27, 2023 by B Gourley

flip two letters
 and prohibition becomes
  invitation.

Posted on May 26, 2023 by B Gourley

from the shade
 of yonder trees,
  something watches.