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Store Window   1 comment

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAStore Window — Computer Art by kenne

We all can see art,
only a few recognize it.

— kenne

Autumn Sunset   1 comment

Sunset-0621 art blogAutumn Sunset — Computer Art by kenne

Watching yesterday’s sunset
before hitting the road
headed west on I-10
to southern California
with millions of other 
Thanksgiving Holiday travels.

Having made it safely
is now added to the list
of things for which
to be thankful —
a much appreciated
long list of gratitude.

— kenne

The Rhythm Of Life   Leave a comment

IBC Abstract IIThe Rhythm of Life — Abstract Art  by kenne

The rhythm of life,

you don’t have to see it,

you don’t have to hear it

if you feel the beat

the rhythm of life

is the sound of silence.

–kenne

Arizona Wine Country   Leave a comment

James & FamilyArizona Wine Country — Computer Art by kenne

Vineyards grace grasslands
Surrounded by rolling hills —
Wines and copper mines.

— kenne

Conroe, Texas   Leave a comment

B&W (1 of 1) Conroe Art blog(March 2004) — Image by kenne

A damp gulf coast night
on a slow Tuesday evening —
Rover on the move.

— kenne

 

My Sonoran Rose   Leave a comment

De Anza TrailMy Sonoran Rose — Computer Art by kenne

My Sonoran rose
A moment of encounter
Each and every one.

— kenne

 

Window of Yesterdays   2 comments

De Anza TrailWindow of Yesterdays — Computer Painting by kenne

Our Window Of Yesterdays

Like Cinderella’s
glass slipper

only one shoe
had the right fit.

In life’s early years
it took time
searching
for the right fit —
trying on
many different shoes
before the music
brought us together.

I
slipped into you

tying you
to my body –

knowing
only you
could get so close.

We
have walked

many miles
not always in step
but at the start of each day
you were there.

You
supported each step
through the good times
when we danced together
and the bad times
when the music stopped.

Over the years
I knew
where we were going
you knew
where we had been
as our
 souls
have now worn thin —
broken
held together by twin
only now expressing
the secret face
of our enter selves.

Having been seduced
by a lover’s
darkest kiss
no longer laced together —
merely to be left behind
in the window
of yesterdays
kissed only
by tomorrow’s sun.

kenne

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