Summer of 2007   Leave a comment

Summer of 2007 — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Summer of 2007

Friends place on the lake

Hot-humid Texas day

Perfect halter-top weather

For my gypsy woman —

Imagine her nipples

You don’t have to think

Just let the passions flow

The odds are there to beat.

— kenne

Morning   Leave a comment

Lake Woodlands Sunrise (1990) Image by kenne

Morning

Why do we bother with the rest of the day,
the swale of the afternoon,
the sudden dip into evening,

then  night with his notorious perfumes,
many-pointed stars?

This is the best—
throwing off the light covers,
feet on the cold floor,
and buzzing around the house on expresso—

maybe a slash of water on the face.

— from Morning by Billy Collins

Three Doors   Leave a comment

Tucson, San Antonio, and New Orleans —  Photo-Artistry by kenne

"And hear the sounds he knew of yore,
Old shufflings on the sanded floor,
Old knuckles tapping at the door? 

"Yet still before him as he flies
One pallid form shall ever rise,
And, bodying forth in glassy eyes 

"The vision of a vanished good,
Low peering through the tangled wood,
Shall freeze the current of his blood." 

-- from The Three Voices by lewis Carroll


Courtyard Door   Leave a comment

Courtyard Door — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Bright desert colors

So sharp in the clear air

Art in Old Pueblo.

— kenne

Hawk In Mesquite Tree   Leave a comment

Cooper’s Hawk in Mesquite Tree — Painting by kenne

“For those of us who portray wildlife . . . our decision to persist in our quest for excellence is almost always based
on a love affair,
a fascination with the creatures of our planet, and a need to share this feeling the best way we know how.”

— Bob Kuhn (Wildlife Artist, One of the Tucson 7)

Costa’s Hummingbird   Leave a comment

Costa’s Hummingbird in Sabino Canyon — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Hummingbirds flutter

They hurry everywhere

Darting and diving

Busy looking for food

One chaotic mess

Till they stop to rest.

— kenne

 

Windmill In The Desert   1 comment

Windmill In The Desert (November 21, 2022)– Image by kenne

This image was taken near Bear Creek Trail, where we explored the Sabino Creek and Bear Creek area and an old Hohokam archeological site.

Check here for more images the this Monday’s SCVN hike.

— kenne

Pincushion Cactus   Leave a comment

Pincushion Cactus with Pepper-like Fruit, Most Common Cactus In The Sonoran Desert — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Cacti come in all sizes

The nicest prize is in

the smallest package.

— kenne

Sprint for Life, April 30, 2010   1 comment

Joy and James, MD Anderson Sprint for Life, April 30, 2010 — Image by kenne

Eyes tell the story

runners finishing the run

near the finish line.

— kenne

Zen Fountain in The Woodlands   3 comments

Zen Fountain In The Yard of Our The Woodlands Home (May 2010) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Our yard had a lot of me
in the plants, lighting, and
the fountain where we
buried our cat, Kiko.

And there was the sweat
from the gulf coast heat,
digging through roots to
place the water reservoir.

The photo for this painting
was taken weeks before 
we left our east Texas home,
for a Tucson desert home.

Our friends and family
called us crazy for
leaving
the piney woods for a new
home sixteen hours away.

We return to Houston a
couple times each year,
having driven by our old
home only once, not

stopping, afraid of what
we might see of the old
Zen fountain and landscape
we created with love.

— kenne

Ghosts   Leave a comment

I like most of Frank’s posting. Unlike my posting, he puts a lot of thought into his writing, I feel it, write it and leave it—no analysis, which is why his stir is good. —kenne

Frank Hudson

There’s a story that a poet once read a poem to a small group. There were a few murmurs in that small audience, that kind of appreciation — the kind that a not-uncommon everyday poet might expect at a public reading. It’s a sound that says “That certainly sounded like something. Might be good, but can I trust myself? That was poetry, and poets can be clearly beautiful without being, well, clear.”

Yes, there are poems that can cause amen shouts. Yes, there are poems where audiences will applaud. Some of those poems are useful, and isn’t that a kind of beauty? Yes it is — but I said this was one of those poems one more commonly hears when a poet reads.

This time, one listener in the small audience spoke up. “What does that poem mean?” they asked.

The poet looked at the honest questioner for a moment…

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Posted November 20, 2022 by kenneturner in Information

Black Man   Leave a comment

Black Man’ — Photo-Artistry by kenne

‘We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue, and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that we defend
For with justice not for all men
History will repeat again
It’s time we learned
This world was made for all men’

— from Black Man by Stevie Wonder

Coming In For A Landing   Leave a comment

Two Sandhill Cranes Coming In For A Landing At Whitewater Draw — Image by kenne

here for the winter

spend time before heading north

to begin again

— kenne

Cat and Bird   1 comment

Cat and Bird by Paul Klee moma.org 

Predator

It takes only a minute
to bury a wren.
Two trowels full of dirt
and he’s in.

The cat as the threshold
sits longer in doubt
deciding whether
to stay in or go out.

— Billy Collins

Mums On The Patio Table   2 comments

Mums — Image by kenne

the color of fall

mums on patio table

our store-bought flowers

— kenne

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