Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

the crab that scurries
 when i come within ten feet,
  caught unaware by waves

the kingfisher
 surveys the Arabian Sea
  in kingly fashion

one shaggy branch
 cranes out over the shore,
  receives light reward

pooled water,
 like liquid metal 
  in waning light

a boulder teeters
 on a cliff face, awaiting 
  Wile E. Coyote

a perfect wave
 dashes onto the rocks.
  the next one? who knows!

dawn of day,
 temple turns off neon lights
  as i frame my shot.

two crows wrestle,
 spiraling to the ground.
  big, black maple seed

the one true sun
 rises over the lake;
  imposters abound

false cracks and shine
 to look like a pile of rocks,
  the turtle's shell