Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

Posted on June 25, 2022 by B Gourley

under the tree sits
a potential Buddha;
human mimics tree

Posted on June 4, 2022 by B Gourley

a mossy cluster 
of gold stars grows densely 
upon a dead branch

Posted on April 25, 2022 by B Gourley

Posted on April 21, 2022 by B Gourley

trees in the fog
look flat and dreamy:
a cloud painting

Posted on March 25, 2022 by B Gourley

morning light catches
the moss, and i see it for
the first time

Posted on March 6, 2022 by B Gourley

tree at the fore;
cascades across the chasm,
and my eye wanders

a potted bonsai --
twisted, knobbed, and deformed --
stony mountain mind

Beyond the house stood half a tree -
cleaved in twain, robbed of symmetry;
leaning like a wind-swept hero,
it could still shade a reverie.

a tree burst through 
the old building’s brick wall,
and sent roots searching

sinewy tree 
reaches into the park;
i feel its effort