27 Saturday Jun 2015
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art, beauty, dreams, fields, Finger Lakes, haiku, nature, New York State, old vehicles, out to pasture, pastures, photography, poetry, relics, rust, rusting, terminal, time, trucks, wabi sabi, weathering, wonder
back home
the old truck comes to rest
in its ruts
wind running
through the field
around the old truck
25 Thursday Jun 2015
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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
25 Thursday Jun 2015
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art, beauty, design, details, dreams, equipment, farm implements, farms, fields, Finger Lakes, harvester, now, peace, photography, poetry, rust, rusting, summer, threads, time, trees, witness, zen
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
the way
a tree will absorb
a thing
25 Thursday Jun 2015
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21 Sunday Jun 2015
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dad, family, father, father's day, Ithaca, loss, love, memory, photography, poetry, rememberance, tanka, time, tribute, years
the photo of my father
that I like best
is the one in the yard
the very year
I was born…
Father’s Day-
this long term wish
to know him better…
17 Wednesday Jun 2015
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art, beauty, design, Finger Lakes, haiku, Ithaca, joists, leaning, pegs, photography, poetry, posts, summer, time, tongue and groove
for the night
an abandoned barn-
so many stories
the old barn
leaning further
this year…
one night in the barn
I search the rafters
– the quality of the workmanship
16 Tuesday Jun 2015
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beauty, design, eyes, haiku, introspection, Ithaca, knot holes, knots, New York, patterns, photography, planks, poetry, texture, time, wabi sabi, weathered, weathering, wood, wood grain
my eye-
a knot hole
in the old barn
the children
peek
into the old barn…
looking on line
about another symptom
the hypochondriac
16 Tuesday Jun 2015
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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…”
10 Wednesday Jun 2015
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09 Tuesday Jun 2015
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tom clausen 