14 Sunday Aug 2016
Posted in poems and photos, Wabi Sabi
26 Wednesday Aug 2015
Posted in poems and photos
05 Wednesday Aug 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
art, empty, farm equipment, farming, farms, fields, Finger Lakes, hay, hay bales, haying, Ithaca, New York State, photography, poetry, summer, tanka, wagons, worn
wind outside the mall
and as I wait
with my eyes closed
a killdeer calls
from another life
hay wagon
at rest, waiting
for the next load
05 Wednesday Aug 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
art, beauty, design, details, dew, dreams, dripping, drops, fields, Finger Lakes, fog, forests, found art, green, haiku, Ithaca, knots, loneliness, New York State, osprey, photography, Rhode Island, rust, sand, shape, shifting, stillness, tanka, trails, unitarian, wabi sabi, weathered, weathering, woods, zen
how ironic
coming to love
this life and world
and at the same time
letting it all go…
in the eye
of the beholder
wabi sabi
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
Tags
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
art, beauty, Eddie Vedder, fiddle, guitar, hunger, Ithaca, listening, music, Pearl Jam, photography, playing, poetry, singers, singing, songs, street people, strike, tanka, Temple of the Dog, violin, voice
Temple of the Dog
“Hunger Strike”
“I’m going Hungry”
27 Monday Jul 2015
Posted in dragonflies, Ithaca, nature, poems and photos, ponds, tanka, water reflections
14 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
14 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
Finger Lakes, forest, fragility, Hammond Hill, hiking, mushrooms, nature, New York State, paths, photography, poetry, summer, tanka, trails, walking, woods
getting away
from it all
to find some distance
from the cost of living
that keeps going up…
‘remember what the dormouse said…
feed your head’
tom clausen 