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’
13 Monday Jul 2015
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Tags
beauty, forests, ghosts, haiku, Hammond Hill, Indian Pipes, Ithaca, nature, New York State, parasites, photography, plants, poetry, State Forest, summer, white, wilderness, woods
late day sun-
deep on the forest floor
a seedling
ghost dance
on the forest floor
Indian Pipes
25 Thursday Jun 2015
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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
22 Monday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
forest, haiku, Haiku Circle, Massachusetts, meditation, photography, poetry, ponds, quiet, reflection, still water, woods
19 Friday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
16 Tuesday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
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forests, haiku, Haiku Circle, light, Massachusetts, nature, Northfield, photography, poetry, ponds, reflections, summer, trees, water, woods, writing
a full day
of talk…
the silence
late day sun
this inner place
on time again…
10 Wednesday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
02 Tuesday Jun 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
forests, hiking, lady slipper, Lake Pharaoh, nature, New York State, outback, photography, poetry, spring, trails, wilderness, wildflowers, woods
fragile beauty
in the woods
a moment
the koan
of a blossom
brevity
15 Friday May 2015
Posted in poems and photos
Tags
evergreens, forests, haiku, Ithaca, light, New York State, photography, pines, poetry, spring, stands, walking, woods, writing
sentinel pine-
roots running every which way
showered in moonlight
the closeness
of the reach
for light…
05 Tuesday May 2015
Posted in poems and photos
tom clausen 