Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

branches hang strong
 against the dense clusters
  of yellow trumpets.

the bushy tree
 in the temple wall isn't so
  claustrophobic as I.

yellow petals drop:
 on the lake: washed together;
  on the ground: spread out.

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

goldenrod field, 
 now subdued, will soon blaze
  in the morning sun.

wildflowers 
 own the glade
  for a few days.

the first cattail heads
 have erupted in fluff:
  autumn in progress.

a plain, green plant
 crawls with bees-o-plenty: 
  despite no bright blooms.

aquatic plants grow 
 out to the swift waters,
  forming a clean edge.

such light green leaves
 for the end of summer: 
  doesn’t that tree know?