Archive for the ‘Autumn’ Category
Bear Wallow On Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
In spray-paint, psychedelic, gaudy,
Fall scrawls its name – a blunt and bawdy
Challenge to the complacent wood.
We say: there goes the neighborhood;
It is not and it cannot come to good.
Soon, flustered leaves will sag like torn
Wallpaper; solid dark walls, worn
Through here and there, exposed a bitter
Sky while, on the bare ground, litter
And stub ends pile up everywhere.
Not even one green plant would dare
Poke its nose out in the crude air
Of catch-as-catch-can thievery, lust,
Cut-throat protection and sick trust.
Where year by year we walked together
Determined paths, a wilder atmosphere
Wheels in, flaunting its chains, blades and black leather.
— from Autumn Variations by W. D. Snodgrass
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Mt. Lemmon Aspen Trees — Image by kenne
Come with me to the Talking Tree
a place where spirit and nature can be.
Where science of the forest couples
with ancient traditions of the land.
Where indigenous people learn to live
with trees mindfully hand in hand.
Listen to branches rustling hymns
through silent sounds in their limbs.
Mighty Maples murmur in the breeze
sweet tales of syrup drawn to please.
Trees converse, they do care sending
forest messages everywhere.
Through the air and underground
signals pulse from floor to crown.
Quaking Aspen is known for being
the earth’s most massive living thing
these trees united by one root system
the world’s largest superorganism.
— from Talking Tree Truth by Greg Gaul
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Cockleburs — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Cockleburs
They are here or there
Some plant seeds fly in the air
Others stick and ride.
— kenne
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An Autumn Sunrise On Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Signs of autumn echoes
Throughout the forest
As time present becomes
Time past in a moment.
As the aspen leaves
Dance in the breeze
There is only the dance —
Neither moment from
Nor towards.
— kenne
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Autumn In Pima Canyon — Images by kenne
The Santa Catalina Mountains have several canyons assessable from the Tucson basin, such as Pima Canyon.
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Autumn Leaf Art by kenne
Windblown forever
Just a shadow of itself
Now old and wrinkly.
— kenne
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Mt. Lemmon Aspens — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The sun breaks through
the low-hanging clouds
on the golden aspen leaves
dancing to the autumn breeze.
— kenne
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Lower Sabino Canyon Panorama (October 5, 2022) by kenne
We all have a treasure waiting for us
here on earth. Find a place to communicate
with our better angels and we will find it.
— kenne
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Fall Flowers In The Sonoran Desert (Many-flowered Mentzelia) — Image by kenne
The sun has just risen
on my morning walk
shining on some tiny
yellow perennial flowers.
— kenne
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Tom Markey on the Bear Waller Trail In The Santa Catalina Mountains (October 15, 2012) — Image by kenne
Basketing leaves during earth’s
annual leavetaking, we’ve realized
with a start—something’s missing.
The autumn crocuses that would spring
each October by the rocks.
No longer here! We never planted them,
but they implanted themselves
on us. Now, for their lack
we are poorer. Purest orchid color,
they astonished amidst the season’s
dwindling. Crocus in autumn?
How perverse, to reverse the seasons.
— from 1982: Autumn Crocuses by Robert Phillips
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Fallen Leaves in the Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
It’s that time of year
Raindrops form on fallen leaves
Clouds begin to break.
— kenne
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Apache Beggarticks Wildflowers On Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
As fall comes to Mt. Lemmon
The mixed conifer forest begins
To show its autumn colors as
Mountain wildflowers will remain
Until the winter snows start to fall
And Mt. Lemmon becomes a house
Without beams and walls.
— kenne
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Aspen Fall Colors On Mt. Lemmon — Abstract Art by kenne
A tangle of leaves
Shimmering in a light breeze
To its own music.
— kenne
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Morning Shadows In The Sonoran Desert — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Yes, the sun has risen again.
I can see the windows change and hear a dog barking.
The wind buckles the slender top of the alder,
the conversation of night birds hushes,
and I can hear my heart regular and strong.
I will live to see the day end as I lived to see
the earth turn molten and white, then to metal,
then to whatever shape we stamped into it
as we laughed the long night hours away
or sang how the eagle flies on Friday.
When Friday came, the early hours perfect
and cold, we cursed our only lives
and passed the bottle back and forth.
— from One Day by Philip Levine
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Thurber’s Cotton with Bee (Sabino Canyon) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The cup-shaped flowers are 1 1/2 inches (3.8 cm) wide and have 5 broad, white petals that fade to pink as they age.
The petals are either solid white or streaked with pink at the base. The flowers are followed by round, green seed capsules that dry
to a brown color and split open to reveal the seeds and only a few, sparse cotton fibers. This plant is related to cultivated cotton,
but its cotton is too paltry for commercial use. The leaves are green and palmately lobed with 3 or 5 point-tipped lobes.
The leaves turn a bright red color in the fall (around late October). Source: fireflyforest.com
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