Classic Palouse by robetzel
30 Thursday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
orb by tom clausen
30 Thursday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
cosmos by tom clausen
28 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
beauty, fields, flower series, galaxy, haiku, honeybees, nature, photography, poetry, pollinators, Queen Anne's Lace, summer, walking, weeds, white, wildflowers, witness
just a shiver
of not being here
– the stars
from one galaxy
to another
honeybee
dainty by tom clausen
27 Monday Jul 2015
Posted in dragonflies, Ithaca, nature, poems and photos, ponds, tanka, water reflections
woods edge by tom clausen
14 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
mushroom by tom clausen
14 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
Finger Lakes, forest, fragility, Hammond Hill, hiking, mushrooms, nature, New York State, paths, photography, poetry, summer, tanka, trails, walking, woods
getting away
from it all
to find some distance
from the cost of living
that keeps going up…
‘remember what the dormouse said…
feed your head’
blue berries by tom clausen
14 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
Finger Lakes, food, forests, haiku, Hammond Hill, nature, New York State, paths, photography, poetry, sampling, senryu, summer, sweet, taste, trails
sitting in the sun
not even trying
to figure anything out
along the path
I stop to sample
from a blueberry patch….
67 chevrolet carryall by tom clausen
14 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
art, beauty, green, inheritance, Ithaca, koan, memories, moving on, photography, poetry, trucks, vacations, vehicles, zen
back home
the old truck comes to rest
in its ruts
Alaska, the Golden Gate,
Death Valley, Yellowstone
Glacier, Acadia, Wind Rivers
and then permanently parked
until yesterday….
’67 Chevy
the day I let it go
to a better life…
woodchucks by tom clausen
13 Monday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
creatures, haiku, nature, photography, poetry, rodents, summer, woodchucks
standing here
at this window, remembering mother
standing here
after Mother died
I caught her woodchuck
and let it go
at the cemetery
indian pipes by tom clausen
13 Monday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
beauty, forests, ghosts, haiku, Hammond Hill, Indian Pipes, Ithaca, nature, New York State, parasites, photography, plants, poetry, State Forest, summer, white, wilderness, woods
late day sun-
deep on the forest floor
a seedling
ghost dance
on the forest floor
Indian Pipes
tom clausen 