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mother earth, nature, photography, pine tree, poetry, spring, spring snow, trees
snow melt
a fly lands
on me
the little tree
still receives and holds
spring snow
spring snow by tom clausen
06 Monday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tag Archives: spring
branching by tom clausen
05 Sunday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
grove by tom clausen
05 Sunday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
evergreens, haiku, Ithaca, photography, poetry, spring, trees
stand of tall trees-
not sure what
I’m turning into
it is always
just going out to see
what you can see…
easter by tom clausen
05 Sunday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
Finger Lakes, high water, Ithaca, Ithaca Falls, nature, New York, photography, poetry, snowmelt, spring, tanka, tourism, waterfalls
a pale sun
visits
every now and then
the crocus bed
you made
Easter Day
the light carried
in the falls
nesting by tom clausen
04 Saturday Apr 2015
Posted in birds, close up details, fields, haiku, Ithaca, landscapes, nature, poems and photos, spring
watershed by tom clausen
04 Saturday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
Falls, Finger Lakes, floods, high water, Ithaca, Ithaca Falls, nature, New York State, photography, poetry, snowmelt, spring, waterfalls
all the time
ending and beginning
the universe
Ithaca Falls
in full fury of falling
snow melt
sleds by tom clausen
04 Saturday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
sentinel by tom clausen
01 Wednesday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
gravestones, headstones, Ithaca, New York, poetry, shadows, spring, sun, tanka
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
or lost, but to close my eyes
and nod off
while the world goes on
gives me a certain peace
silent sentinel
facing the end
of another day
water color by tom clausen
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
white deer by tom clausen
30 Monday Mar 2015
Posted in deer, nature, poems and photos
Tags
deer, Finger Lakes, New York, Ovid, photography, poetry, Seneca Army Depot, spring, Willard
despite
the development
deer path
behind fences
at the closed Seneca Army Depot
some of the deer are white
tom clausen 