Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

a crab on a rock -
 another above, who's to say
  who's upside-down?

the sun so bright
 that not only water glows
  but, also, the sand

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

a tree grows
 out of stone ruins -
  not so ancient

liquid gold flows
 around rocky monoliths
  and then sun sets

the sun rises
 between the palm trees,
  i see reflected

grass so thick & dry
 that i avoid mere thoughts,
  incendiary

folded butterfly
 might pass for a leaf,
  if not bright orange

rocky tops stand out,
 above the ocean waves,
  but what lies below?

the setting sun
 paints an arrow on the sea
  straight towards me.