Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

Posted on April 24, 2024 by B Gourley

a lone pine stands --
 mangled and misshapen --
  above other trees.

Posted on April 23, 2024 by B Gourley

a sparrow alights,
 investigates debris,
  flits away.

Posted on April 22, 2024 by B Gourley

home to birds & squirrels,
 the tree holds life in every 
  crotch & hollow.

Posted on April 22, 2024 by B Gourley

walking past 
 an echo of monks,
  i seek distinction.

Posted on April 21, 2024 by B Gourley

in early spring,
 the river is twining streams,
  and tiny green isles.

Posted on April 21, 2024 by B Gourley

the sun sets,
 brightly striping the sea
  as clouds are blackened.

Posted on April 20, 2024 by B Gourley

ducks in a pond
 drift through the algae, 
  their track, self-healing.

Posted on April 20, 2024 by B Gourley

a pristine blossom falls,
 tumbling through grime & grit 
  but still unsoiled.

Posted on April 19, 2024 by B Gourley

a bright winter day:
 thick clouds, in blue skies,
  scrape the mountains.

Posted on April 17, 2024 by B Gourley

a cave-like forest:
 then valley and sun align,
  and one ‘s outside-in.