Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

the floating leaf
 chooses its path around 
  the island
 by not choosing a path
  around the island.

tall grass sways
 beside the serene river
  one warm Fall day.

a fallen leaf
 rides the river downstream, 
  twisting lazily.

the lion looks cross,
 but, perhaps, it’s just a mask.
  who knows the lion’s mind?

the pumpkin patch 
 has been harvested:
  orange orbs galore.

sometimes placid as
 a lake; sometimes churning
  like the ocean.

wildflowers 
 own the glade
  for a few days.

in commonplace grass:
 a hidden delicacy 
  for tiny birds.

the air is crisp,
 the grass is green:
  autumn begins.

for any deer pair, 
 there’s one cautious,
  & one obstinate.