03 Monday Aug 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
art, beauty, Finger Lakes, Ithaca, knots, New York State, now, photography, planks, poetry, red, summer, wabi sabi, weathered, weathering, wood, wood grain, worn
older and older
the strangers saying hello
to me
the way paint
holds on through
hard times
10 Friday Jul 2015
Posted in poems and photos
16 Tuesday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
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
19 Thursday Mar 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
art, found art, knots, patterns, photography, plywood, poetry, wood grain
jogging
just past the church
I clean my glasses
two eyes
stare back from
the plywood
tom clausen 