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Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly   Leave a comment

Pipevine Swallowtail-2970 blogPipevine Swallowtail Butterfly — Image by kenne

This butterfly has arrived,

I watch wondering

if it knows of its 

new freedom

still holding on to a host 

in a new beautiful  

yet tragic existence  

with three perceptions 

of life in one world.

— kenne

Western Branded Skipper   Leave a comment

SCVN Nature Walk July 18 2012Western Branded Skipper — Image by kenne

 

Extruded Art & Snyder Poem, “Water”   1 comment

Checkerspot-2856 extruded art blog IIImage by kenne

Water

Pressure of sun on the rockslide
whirled me in a dizzy hop-and-step descent,
Pool of pebbles buzzed in a Juniper shadow,
Tiny tongue of a this-year rattlesnake flicked,
I leaped, laughing for little boulder-color coil —
Pounded by heat raced down the slabs to the creek
Deep tumbling under arching walls and stuck
Whole head and shoulders in the water:
Stretched full on cobble—ears roaring
Eyes open aching from the cold and face a trout.

— Gary Snyder
“I am a poet who has preferred not to distinguish in poetry between nature and humanity.”

Orange Sulphur Butterfly Galaxy   3 comments

Orange Sulphur Butterfly-1680 II blogOrange Sulphur Butterfly Galaxy — Image by kenne

A butterfly
     wrapped
in floating shapes
the mountain air
     under a
peaceful blue sky
where my heart 
     dances with
reflected tree shadows
moving with the wind.

I will not take back
     one butterfly,
     one flower,
     one fallen giant ponderosa
all belonging
where trails provide
     avenues 
for friends sharing
nature's reawakening.

-- kenne

 

Buckbush Butterfly Moments and Fire On The Mountain Poetry   2 comments

Marine Blue-2846 blogMarine Blue Butterfly On Buckbush Blossoms
Marine Blue-2850 blogMarine Blue Butterfly On Buckbush Blossoms
Lupine Blue-2844 blogLupine Blue Butterfly On Buckbush Blossoms -- Images by kenne


Fire On The Mountain

Down valley a smoke haze
Rises above the Catalinas
Six days of fire and heat
After 100 days of no rain.

I try to remember the smell of rain
Of mid-afternoon thunderstorms 
In the Sky Islands of my beautiful desert
Nurturing wildflowers and butterflies.

I turn and go back to Mt. Lemmon
Thinking of the recent moments
Hiking with friends through young 
        aspens and pines
        caught on steep ridges
Between heaven and earth.


-- kenne 

Texas Crescent Butterfly   Leave a comment

Texas Crescent Butterfly-1909-2 blogTexas Crescent Butterfly on Mt. Lemmon, Arizona — Image by kenne

Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued,
is always just beyond your grasp, but which,
if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

— Nathaniel Hawthorne

Southern Dogface Butterfly   1 comment

Southern Dogface-5720 art blogSouthern Dogface Butterfly — Computer Art by kenne

ALL OF ME IS MINE

If I’m still alone by now it’s by design
I only own myself, but all of me is mine.
But it’s hard sometimes when strangers
offer you a dime.
I only own myself, but all of is mine

If I still drink water when some folks drink wine
I only own myself, but all of me is mine.
Butt it’s hard when city windows dance
with candleshine
I only own myself, but all of me is mine.

The price you pay for sunshine
can sometimes be quite dear
when all you have to sell is youth
it’s hard to lose another year
my only forced submission
has been the rape of time.
I only own myself, but all of me is mine.

— Rod McKuen

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