26 Sunday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
guard rails, haiku, Ithaca, photography, poetry, rust, rusting, wabi sabi, weathering, west end
rusting
on the roadside
guard rail
26 Sunday Apr 2015
Posted in clouds, poems and photos, roads
Tags
beauty, driving, Finger Lakes, haiku, Ithaca, New York, New York State, perspective, photography, poetry, roads, sky, spring, witness
standing
in the middle
of the road
25 Saturday Apr 2015
Posted in deer, poems and photos
Tags
deer, deer paths, haiku, Ithaca, nature, photography, poetry, spring, suburbia
dawn…
at the empty crossroads
the signal blinks
despite
the development
deer path
25 Saturday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
art, decay, decomposition, forest, haiku, nature, photography, pines, poetry, time, trees, weather, weathering, woods
going the same way…
exchanging looks with the driver
of the hearse
a red pine
takes it’s time
to fall apart
growth
in layers…
decay
25 Saturday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
Fall Creek, Finger Lakes, foot bridge, geology, haiku, Ithaca, nature, New York State, photography, poetry, rivers, spring, streams, Triphammer Bridge, water falls
the way
rain takes
the mountain
Triphammer
looking at the footbridge
over Fall Creek
23 Thursday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
distance, haiku, infinity, letting go, multitudes, nature, philosophy, photography, poetry, reality, sky, spring, thought, time, trees, willows, writing
willow sky…
how much there is
to let go
to look up
and see so far
beyond us…
05 Sunday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
evergreens, haiku, Ithaca, photography, poetry, spring, trees
it is always
just going out to see
what you can see…
04 Saturday Apr 2015
Posted in birds, close up details, fields, haiku, Ithaca, landscapes, nature, poems and photos, spring
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
09 Monday Mar 2015
Posted in americana, close up details, haiku, poems and photos, spring, squirrels
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