Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

clouds rise like smoke 
from turbulent cascades --
ghosts ascending

Posted on July 12, 2022 by B Gourley

the puddle reflects
clouds, mountains, and sky
more vivid than truth

Posted on July 7, 2022 by B Gourley

mountains peek from clouds.
moments before they'd hid well;
i can't help but think
about all those times,
flying through clouds, blindly

Posted on June 29, 2022 by B Gourley

the setting sun 
paints clouds with a broad palette,
bright white to ink black

Posted on June 16, 2022 by B Gourley

mountain clouds
move with spontaneity --
like blanket fort kids

Posted on May 26, 2022 by B Gourley

bamboo painted 
against white clouds is
betrayed by a breeze

Posted on May 24, 2022 by B Gourley

the icy mountain
plays hide & seek in the clouds
like a five-year-old
playing the game
for the first time, ever

Posted on May 21, 2022 by B Gourley

a snowy peak
shows - briefly - in the morning,
then hides in the clouds

Posted on May 16, 2022 by B Gourley

clouds in the valley
look like water at the shore
on a gorgeous day

Posted on May 16, 2022 by B Gourley

cliffside bamboo
becomes a sumi-e
when clouds roll in