Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

Posted on May 12, 2025 by B Gourley

trees, straight & bare, 
 line the boulevard. one leaf
  blows across the walk.

Winter morn: 
 still waters reflect each twig
  of bare trees.

Posted on July 19, 2024 by B Gourley

windswept tree
 on the rocky hilltop:
  bare and bended.

a barren tree
 clings to a cliff face;
  winds have nothing to shake.

frangipani
 have dropped leaves & blossoms,
  & stand gnarled & nude.

a barren tree
 stands in the temple yard:
  winter’s guardian.

the trees are bare;
 winter winds picked them clean.
  a bird lands, chirps, & flees.