Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

house & garden
glisten from a soaking
of June rains

chicory -
its little blue flowers sway,
 dancing with stems

pale skies stretch 
across the great beyond,
dwarfing an angler

a dark cloud 
down in the valley
shines white from the ridge

as the sun sets
the lake waters blacken
to a vague abyss

a lily blossom
hovers like a dragonfly
over a pad quilt

in the flatlands,
sprawling waters and vast skies
make for wee truss bridges

rock erodes 
out from under boulders --
precarious stacks

bougainvillea
tops the city walls;
xenophobia softened

the moon remains high,
unchased by the sunrise, but
gone by daydream's end