Bunkhouse Windows — Images by kenne
Hidden
Under a thick mesquite bosque,
A barbwire fence
Separates
The historic Juan Bautista de Anza trail
From an old
Abandoned building,
Whose cracked adobe walls
And collapsing roof
Provide sunlight and shadow
Through yawning windows
On individual items
Of cowboys past —
Enduring whispers
From a permanent
Desert breeze
Bearing celebratory voices
After a hard day’s ride.
kenne
This is a beautiful set.
Thanks — your comment is most appreciated.
Perfect poem for the picture! And I love those old boots!
Blessings ~ Wendy
When I saw the boots, I knew they would make for a perfect photo-opt. Thanks.
I think those shoes just might still have a little life left in them.
Whether the shoes do or not, the image will see a lot of life — currently working on a canvas one . Thanks for stopping by and your comment, Kristin.
Like the complexites of each picture.
My images thank you.
Tell them I said “You’re welcome.”
Beautiful! I like the set.
You comment is most appreciated.
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