Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

when Fall leaves are green 
and pale yellow, i get 
citrus autumn mind

the ship is gone.
its journey recorded
in liquid ripples

autumn afternoon
sun catches one hillside;
the other is shy

autumn afternoon
sun catches one hillside;
the other is shy

rotten log fungi
imitate oysters
on pier pilings

in clear water,
a newt, darting or drifting,
seems to be flying

low winter sun
rounds the golden temple,
only shape remains

hot summer day
spent overlooking the lake:
sea breeze to land breeze

a patch of leaves.
some: light green and veiny;
others: black blobs

clock vines grow through
the peacock flower tree —
two blooms: one tree