late bloomer-
what she once said
about me
gone to seed
the thistle takes on
a new beauty
gone to seed by tom clausen
31 Monday Aug 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tag Archives: sun
pickerelweed by tom clausen
27 Saturday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
beauty, flowers, haiku, Ithaca, Lab of Ornithology, light, light summer, nature, nature preserve, photography, pickerelweed, plants, poetry, ponds, Sapsucker Woods, summer, sun
letting her
walk all over me
ladybug
taking the path
around the pond
with you…
shallows by tom clausen
26 Friday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
mother mallard by tom clausen
23 Tuesday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
veterans by tom clausen
16 Tuesday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
fields, haiku, light, Massachusetts, meditation, miles, nature, Northfield, nowhere, photography, poetry, resting, rust, stillness, sun, sunset, time, trucks, vehicles, wabi sabi, writing
enriched rust
in the late day sun
the stillness
how many times
the light has come
and gone…
“I can see
for miles and miles
and miles…”
narrative by tom clausen
11 Thursday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
play of sun by tom clausen
30 Thursday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
daydreams, haiku, light, photography, poetry, reflections, ripples, seasons, shadows, spring, stone bridge, sun, tanka, underside
after the river boat… the river
daydream
play of sun
off the water
on the underside
of the old stone bridge
taughannock by tom clausen
28 Tuesday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
Finger Lakes, haiku, Ithaca, light, New York State, photography, poetry, spray, spring, sun, Taughannock Falls, Trumansburg, waterfalls
attic cleanup…
placing some stones
back outside
Taughannock Falls
just the lip of a 215 foot
drop….
river of gold by tom clausen
23 Thursday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
Fall Creek, Flat Rocks, Ithaca, philosophy, photography, Plantations, poetry, rivers, spring, streams, sun, tanka, writing
my youth spent
gathering strength and solace
of friends near and far–
these short years later
losing them one by one
river of gold
flowing with and toward
the sun
willow by tom clausen
21 Tuesday Apr 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
Finger Lakes, Ithaca, nature, New York State, photography, poetry, spring, Stewart Park, sun, tanka, trees, willows, wind
she looks long
at the ocean,
that place she threw
a rock and
her bracelet too…
willow
my shelter
from the storm
tom clausen 