Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

the evergreen’s
time to shine: when the last
leaf has fallen

wild grape on a wall
is a multi-clawed monster…
in my mind

leaves are falling 
throughout the city, &
someone sweeps them up

foggy Fall morning: 
one bank is clear, one hazy —
both of one river

in the mountainside,
there’s a tiny cave entrance:
a perilous climb

the blue sky
reflects upon the river,
and they are one

foggy Autumn day.
wet leaves flutter downward,
in surrender

two rivers
flow together;
are they two?

a dandelion 
stands straight & tall,
daily eroding

one autumn tree
contains all the colors:
spring green to winter ____