05 Wednesday Aug 2015
Posted in butterflies, fields, flowers, landscapes, nature, poems and photos, summer, tanka
Tags
art, beauty, design, fields, Finger Lakes, fleeting, flitting, flying, hilltop, micropoetry, Mt. Pleasant, New York, observe, photography, poetry, polinators, summer, swallowtail, tanka, thistles, wildflowers, witness
could be I’m tired
or lost, but to close my eyes
and nod off
while the world goes on
gives me a certain peace
black swallowtail
chooses to settle a spell
on a purple thistle
04 Tuesday Aug 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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beauty, Finger Lakes, forest floor, forests, Ithaca, leaves, moss, mushrooms, nature, nature preserve, New York, poetry, Ringwood Swamp, still life, summer, tanka, woods
if we looked together
at this little vignette
and said nothing at all
might it bring us closer
and give us peace of mind?
forest floor
the housekeeping
of it all
04 Tuesday Aug 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
beauty, design, display, fields, Finger Lakes, flowers, forgiveness, haiku, Ithaca, New York, photography, poetry, Queen Anne's Lace, roads, summer, weeds, wildflowers
Queen Anne’s Lace
so many galaxies
within themselves
the welcome
of each blossom
wherever
04 Tuesday Aug 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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expanse, fields, Finger Lakes, haiku, hay, hay bales, Ithaca, Mt. Pleasant, New York, photography, poetry, sky, summer
the sky
once again changes
the hay bale
as bleak as it might look
the sky opens above
to show some blue
09 Thursday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
art, creeks, found art, Ithaca, New York, photography, poetry, rivers, Six Mile Creek, stone work, stones, streams, summer, tanka, towers, trails, walking, witness
wanting my old life
when I wanted
my present life
stirring the soup she made
as a cold rain falls outside
mid-stream
the stones are in
a balancing act
09 Thursday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
art, Finger Lakes, fleetingness, found art, fragility, haiku, Ithaca, leaves, light, magnification, nature, New York, now, paths, photography, poetry, rain, Six Mile Creek, summer, temporal, trails, zen
another fallen leaf
magnifying my sense
being here now
the rain
keeps falling
on itself
08 Wednesday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
07 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
05 Sunday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
29 Monday Jun 2015
Posted in close up details, gardens, nature, poems and photos
tom clausen 