Steve Peterson
Former teacher. Part-time poet. Dog lover. Amateur photographer. Hiker. Canoeist. Reader. Oak woodland restorer. Clean energy advocate. Driftless Area, NE Iowa, US. Born at 320 ppm.
Header:
A border collie stands on top of large round hay bales.
Profile pic:
A man reads a book on the forest floor, hand resting on a sleeping dog.
#SilentSunday
#SmallPoems
#DogsOfMastodon
#Science
#DailyWalk
#RuralLife
#BlackAndWhite
#DailyHaikuPrompt
#MagicInTheMundane
#FotoVorschlag
#FotoVorschlag | “Nähte”
a rift in the rock that filled the North American mid-continental rift circa 1.1 bya.
Cypress vine flowers
Cypress vine
when your building is all window | an abandoned greenhouse
Cora next to some snowshoe tracks from an earlier walk.
vines, a window grate, and a stucco wall as seen in an alley
#StreetPhotography
#photography
#AlleyWalk
#MagicInTheMundane
the view through the inside of a rack of used tires in an alley
Old barn, roof and siding
a rusty t-post on the fence line of an abandoned field
this warm-for-March evening
at the forest’s edge
an owl questions everything
#DailyHaikuPrompt | evening
#SmallPoems
arriving early --
before the blizzard
a bluebird on the fence
#DailyHaikuPrompt | robin (bluebird)
#SmallPoems
about softness –
this moonlight through the
swelling maple buds
#DailyHaikuPrompt | moon
#SmallPoems
junk pile culvert
a teetering season –
next catkins and blackbirds
tumble into the wetlands
#DailyHaikuPrompt | catkins
#SmallPoems
blizzard warning –
the neighbor’s tractor trades
a plow for a plow
#DailyHaikuPrompt | plow
#SmallPoems
for an instant
the brilliance of pelicans
on an azure river
#MastoPrompt | pelicans
#SmallPoems
at the fence line
deep snow drifts –
no place for the blackbirds to rest
#DailyHaikuPrompt | blackbird
#SmallPoems
in the backwater –
upturned buckets
filled with ice fishermen
#DailyHaikuPrompt | salmon (usually walleye)
#SmallPoems
While looking through some projects from the past, I found this animated poem I made for a project our school's excellent art teacher created during the 1st fall of the pandemic. She asked educators to "make some art" to hang for a month in a local coffee shop. She wanted to show the middle school students that tho these stuffy teachers weren't "artists" that didn't stop us. I submitted this poem about my mom with a QR code to the video.
#poetry
#SmallPoems