Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

Posted on June 30, 2024 by B Gourley

trees judder
 with spring breezes;
  shadows pulse below.

Posted on June 10, 2024 by B Gourley

the eternal flame
 lunges this way and that;
   then -- for an instant --
 it stands symmetrically:
 only one breeze-free beat.

spheres of fluff
 hold strong against a breeze...
  until they don't.

cattails, willows, &
 river: each has its own rhythm
  in a summer breeze.

dried plants
bobble in an autumn breeze
with erratic shakes

a breeze gusts,
and a moment later
leaves lazily fall

Posted on May 30, 2021 by B Gourley

a hissing breeze
rushes through the leaves
sensed in a strong wind
then i can't not hear it
even in a trickled breeze