Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: Tiger
A dry Juneand roses and honeysuckletumble in riotous flowerdown the path, below the gate,in anticipation of drought. They rush slowly(keeping vegetable time)towards the battlefieldof fern and bramblewhich flows,inconclusively,to the cliff edge.Beyond, the sea. The mind takes on the colourof what … Continue reading
By the Temple Gatemacaques lie in wait.They squabble and fight,like chickens, for the bananasoffered by northern Europeans.They snatchbags and camerasand are happy to scratchand bitethe hands that feed them. An enormous limestone hillthree hundred metres hightowers above the temple. A … Continue reading
The fretful Tiger in a rageprowls the confines of his cage.Do not feed him. Pass him by.And, of himself, he’ll surely die. The Gypsy, with her crystal ball,promises to tell you all.Do not cross her palm with gold.Leave your future … Continue reading
Sawang sits meditatingin front of the large Buddha image.His loose top is gold,his trousers gold and green.He has short hair and a pleasant face.He has been the Guardian deityfor five hundred years.In the beginning there were many tigers.The last tiger … Continue reading