Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

low clouds reflected
on still seas; a perfect view
on sunset's timer

the setting sun
makes a fireball of a low 
bank of clouds

low winter sun
rounds the golden temple,
only shape remains

a thick cloud
parks in front of the sun,
and says, “Not today!”

winter clouds
hang thick and low, but -yet-
 the sun burns through

late day sunlight
fires the yellow temple top
while shadows harden

Posted on July 30, 2022 by B Gourley

sunlight splits
into searchlight sprawl,
lighting in patches

Posted on June 29, 2022 by B Gourley

the setting sun 
paints clouds with a broad palette,
bright white to ink black

Posted on March 22, 2022 by B Gourley

the rising sun
paints from a vivid palette,
but - soon - skies cool

as the sun sets
the lake waters blacken
to a vague abyss