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Live Jazz In The Old Pueblo   Leave a comment

Old Pueblo  9724 - 2010-08-01-art-72.jpgLive Jazz In The Old Pueblo — Photo-Artistry by kenne

The Weary Blues

— Langston Hughes

Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,
Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,
     I heard a Negro play.
Down on Lenox Avenue the other night
By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light
     He did a lazy sway . . .
     He did a lazy sway . . .
To the tune o’ those Weary Blues.
With his ebony hands on each ivory key
He made that poor piano moan with melody.
     O Blues!
Swaying to and fro on his rickety stool
He played that sad raggy tune like a musical fool.
     Sweet Blues!
Coming from a black man’s soul.
     O Blues!
In a deep song voice with a melancholy tone
I heard that Negro sing, that old piano moan—
     “Ain’t got nobody in all this world,
       Ain’t got nobody but ma self.
       I’s gwine to quit ma frownin’
       And put ma troubles on the shelf.”

Thump, thump, thump, went his foot on the floor.
He played a few chords then he sang some more—
     “I got the Weary Blues
       And I can’t be satisfied.
       Got the Weary Blues
       And can’t be satisfied—
       I ain’t happy no mo’
       And I wish that I had died.”
And far into the night he crooned that tune.
The stars went out and so did the moon.
The singer stopped playing and went to bed
While the Weary Blues echoed through his head.
He slept like a rock or a man that’s dead.

 

When Humanity Is Suffering, We Turn To Poets   5 comments

Katie's Painting - 99 framed-II-72Untitled Image by Katie Turner Bailey (1999)

IF —

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!

— Rudyard Kipling

if…else statement

Izzy was his name
Looking to execute “if”
Condition is true

True was his game
Looking to execute “else”
Condition is false

— kenne

Posted October 10, 2019 by kenneturner in Art, Information, Poetry

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Pieces of La Paz   3 comments

La Paz Street Scene-9-art-72.jpgPieces of La Paz, Bolivia — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Pieces of La Paz
Found walking the market streets
Forever with me.

— kenne

Posted September 2, 2019 by kenneturner in Art, Bolivia, Information, La Paz, Photo-Artistry, Poetry

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Cathedral Alley   2 comments

New Orleans-0074-art-72.jpgCathedral Alley, French Quarter — Photo-Artistry by kenne

 

The Photographer   Leave a comment

kenne SCVN Hike 007-Edit-2-art-72-2The Photographer — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“In America,
the photographer is not simply
the person who records the past,
but the one who invents it.”

— Susan Sontag

Sunset Shadows Thickened Into Darkness   Leave a comment

Relaxing by the Bay_art-Edit-1-72Photo-Artistry by kenne

Forever and ever
ain’t something
you hold on to.

— kenne

Desert Orangetip Butterfly   Leave a comment

7 Falls April 2013Desert Orangetip Butterfly — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“Curiously, light-loving GREEN plants reject the Sun’s GREEN light,
reflecting it back at you, which is why they look GREEN.”

— Neil deGrasse Tyson

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