signature by tom clausen

25 Wednesday Feb 2015

Tags

photography, poetry, snow, tanka, winter

as I sit here
taking in the river view
I see my feelings for this life
quite like the trees
leaning slightly downstream

the wind and snow
across the field has bent
but not buried all the grasses

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