cloisonnéd crabapple trunk
each hole a house
for woodpecker sounds
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
cloisonnéd crabapple trunk
each hole a house
for woodpecker sounds
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Excellent poetry! 🙂 It resonates within!
Lovely palette and apt description – love cloisonned
Nice. Thanks.
If you’d cropped this to show only trunk and then put it in front of me, I wouldn’t have had the slightest idea what it is. What a unique photo. I’ve been watching a woodpecker at work these days, and it certainly would need a lot of holes, for all the noise it makes.
Very interesting.
Lovely photo and words.
Beautiful abstract work. I love it
Love this photo! So amazing and interesting. I always love the words you compose for your photos!
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My first visit to Leaf and Twig. Images — both photo and in the mind — are stunning. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you for stopping by.
Lovely image and poem.
Very beautiful and nice!
Inspired!
The little houses make up a whole city!
What a perfect description of the tree trunk and your words are gems also.
At first glance, this reminded me of the colors of a Klimt.
stunning poetry and photography. Your blog is very special. hugs, pat
Great colors and textures.
I love the poem, too!
What a fantastic photograph and poem.
Almost looks like petrified wood … and the verse is wonderful.