25 Thursday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
delivery truck, farms, grown over, lost and found, neglect, now, old farms, old vehicles, olden days, once upon a time, past, photography, poetry, relics, seasons, stages, summer, tanka, time, trucks, wabi sabi, weathering, woods
the wind in the trees
reminds me
that what once was
so important
just passes by
delivery truck
in the good old days
permanently parked
21 Sunday Jun 2015
Posted in close up details, flowers, nature, plants, poems and photos, summer
Tags
development, Finger Lakes, flowers, green, Ithaca, leaves, milkweed, nature, New York, phases, photography, plants, poetry, stages, summer, tanka, weeds
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
milkweed
on one plant
from bud to bloom…
tom clausen 