Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

in waning sunlight,
 the shapes of shadows shift
  as boats drift.

lake waves break ashore
 unpredictably, catching
  hapless strollers.

wistful autumn days:
 i look up to the blue sky
  from the tawny grass.

the fish drifts - barely:
 then, with a snap of its tail,
  it darts to the depths.

ripples on a pond:
 the day seems still & windless,
  but, somewhere, air moves.

a still dragonfly 
 looks perched & ready,
  but then falls dead.

moss-covered limbs
 break the water's surface,
  unmoved by the flow.

among detritus,
 an arm breaches the surface:
  not waving / not drowning.

rainy autumn day:
 wet leaves drop heavily
  as a lazy mob.

flowers are rock stars:
 standing tall & proud before 
  the swaying grass.