Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

Posted on June 8, 2023 by B Gourley

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

Posted on May 27, 2023 by B Gourley

flip two letters
 and prohibition becomes
  invitation.

Posted on May 11, 2023 by B Gourley

on a maple leaf,
 a jewelwing stands - still.
  it'd blend, if not so blue.

Posted on April 17, 2023 by B Gourley

bunker on the beach
 sends mixed messages about
  trip tranquility.

Posted on April 13, 2023 by B Gourley

back at the trailhead:
 no birds cry;
  no fish weep.

Riffing on Matsuo Bashō’s haiku:

"Departing spring!
 Birds crying;
 Tears in the eyes of fish."

Posted on April 4, 2023 by B Gourley

a mother cat
 turns to consider whether
  to wrangle kittens

Posted on March 25, 2023 by B Gourley

when you’re the family 
 go-getter, and yet you’re 
  a zoned-out mess.

Posted on March 22, 2023 by B Gourley

for a peacock
 to look Peacock Flower-like,
  it must be on fire.

Posted on March 7, 2023 by B Gourley

in winter,
 a crow perches on a pole,
  once a scarecrow

ordered black coffee, 
 they brought a plate of cookies,
  well-played, love won.