14 Thursday May 2015
Posted in poems and photos
14 Thursday May 2015
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flowers, gardens, haiku, neighbors, New York State, photography, poetry, rock gardens, spring, stones, zen
forsythia-
in the yard again
moving stones
how many ways
to find a place
to be free…
14 Thursday May 2015
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13 Wednesday May 2015
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decomposition, exposed, fireplaces, Indiana, Main Street, photography, poetry, Richmond, wabi sabi
exposed…
the inside
outside
bricks
peeling away…
old fire places
13 Wednesday May 2015
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13 Wednesday May 2015
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art, found art, fountains, Glen Miller Park, Indiana, nature, philosophy, photography, poetry, ponds, reflections, Richmond, ripples, seasons, senryu, spring, surreal, surrealism, water, waters, zen
trying to figure
how to spend it…
a little free time
breeze rippled
clouds on the water
day dream
13 Wednesday May 2015
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Breeding pairs
At the zoo
With strollers
the lives
we all live
on the summer side…
12 Tuesday May 2015
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art, fountains, horns, Indiana, Indianapolis, instruments, listening, photography, poetry, sculpture, sound, tanka, walking, water, water falls
I smile broadly
At one, then another
And another…
This fascination with faces
Smiling back
the sound of music
in the water fountain
water falling…
12 Tuesday May 2015
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art, day dreams, found art, fountains, Glen Miller Park, Indiana, perspective, philosophy, photography, poetry, reflections, Richmond, satisfation, slow, spring, tanka, time, zen
How ironic
Coming to love
This life and world
And at the same time
Letting it all go…
what a day
for a day dream…
12 Tuesday May 2015
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light, philosophy, photography, poetry, red light, revelations, Richmond Indiana, sky, slow, spring, streets, taking it easy, tanka, time, traffic signals, waiting
In a reverie
At the long traffic light
It occurs to me
Why would I want
To do more, faster
red lights
just in time
to gaze up
tom clausen 