04 Monday May 2015
Posted in poems and photos
03 Sunday May 2015
Posted in clouds, nature, poems and photos
Tags
art, beauty, design, details, dreams, Finger Lakes, formations, found art, haiku, Ithaca, light, May, nature, New York, overhead, photography, poetry, seasons, sky, spring, striations, summer, time, walking, whimsy, witness, zen
over my head
these feelings
and clouds
27 Monday Apr 2015
Posted in close up details, flowers, gardens, nature, poems and photos, Wabi Sabi
27 Monday Apr 2015
Posted in abandoned buildings, close up details, poems and photos, rust, Wabi Sabi
Tags
art, decomposition, details, found art, iron, little poems, metal, paint, patterns, peeling, photography, poetry, rust, steel, wabi sabi, weathering
outside in
the way rust
begins
27 Monday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
03 Friday Apr 2015
Posted in americana, Old Vehicles, poems and photos, roads, Wabi Sabi
Tags
art, beauty, design, details, family, found art, history, light, old cars, photography, poetry, pontiacs, reflections, small towns, tanka, time, vacations, Vermont, wabi sabi, witness
wanting my old life
when I wanted
my present life
stirring the soup she made
as a cold rain falls outside
asked to pose
with an old Pontiac
her stoic look…
02 Thursday Apr 2015
Posted in americana, clouds, landscapes, poems and photos, roads
01 Wednesday Apr 2015
Tags
art, beauty, design, details, dreams, Finger Lakes, found art, haiku, Ithaca, light, nature, New York, New York State, photography, poetry, puddles, reflections, sheds, sky, spring, sun, tanka, time, walking, water, water colors, witness, writing, zen
wind outside the mall
and as I wait
with my eyes closed
a killdeer calls
from another life
pausing…
in the puddle
the pig barn
18 Wednesday Feb 2015
Posted in close up details, poems and photos, Wabi Sabi, winter
Tags
art, beauty, design, details, Finger Lakes, found art, gloves, Ithaca, lost and found, nature, New York, New York State, photography, poetry, sky, snow, tanka, time, wabi sabi, walking, winter, witness, zen
my youth spent
gathering strength and solace
of friends near and far-
these short years later
losing them one by one
in the world
of lost and found
always waiting…
27 Tuesday Jan 2015
Posted in clouds, hills and mountains, landscapes, nature, poems and photos, sunsets
tom clausen 