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Authentic Imperfection — Image by kenne
Like an old tree
standing
along the desert trail
we are not perfect —
growing
old together
recognizing
our imperfection
each step of the way
becoming
more perfect by
authenticating
our imperfection
staying
vulnerable together —
embracing
our essence.
— kenne
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“Old Watering Hole” — Black & White Image by kenne
OTHERSIDE OF NOWHERE
Still dusty and dry
the old place ain’t
what it used to be.
In the desert it’s hot
Thirsty for summer rains —
Yesterday was windy.
Vultures circle above
I turn away only to look back
Disappearing into clear air.
The mountains sweep up
As if floating a gray color
Over the old corral.
Soft breeze at mid-day
Vanes slowly turning
The noisy water pump.
A shadow network
Of the sunshine moves
Across dry sandy ground.
I cut down an agave stalk
To become my walking stick —
An old phase made real.
High on the ridge-side
I follow my own trail
To the otherside of nowhere.
— kenne
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Saguaro Cactus In Sabino Canyon — Black & White Image by kenne
“Does it matter whether one is required to complete the work
or whether one is free to desist from the work
if you must meet a final art that certainly you did not make?”
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“Philosophical problems are conceptual confusions
that arise when a form of utterance appropriate
to one mode of discourse is mistakenly used in the wrong context
Confusions must be unpicked employing ordinary uses of language.”
— from Tom Turner’s Notes
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Watching The Parade Go By (Tucson St. Patrick Day)– Image by kenne
Standing or sitting
the parade goes by.
Children screaming
their laughter rings.
One time she did the same
now an emptiness from
which joy comes producing
flashbacks in her mine.
If she wrote poems, they
would reach helplessly
towards forever-lost pasts
only to glimpse the future.
— kenne
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“Statue of Death” — Image by kenne
All time is created equal,
but we don’t use it equally.
Some are livin’ on Tulsa time,
while others in a New York minute.
My time is your time,
but it is not mine to give.
You can’t give away
something that isn’t yours.
…unless you share the moment.
— kenne
“some moments are nice,
some are nicer,
some are even worth
writing about.”
― Charles Bukowski, War All the Time
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The Cloud Above, Death Below — Image by kenne
When death comes
The ribs are exposed
Standing tall.
— kenne
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Western Corral — Image by kenne
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome,
dangerous, leading to most amazing view.
May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
— Edward Abbey
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