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Holy Tree   Leave a comment

Holy Tree Next To Bear Canyon Creek — Photo-Artistry by kenne

 

 

This
Is:

Sacred
Holy Tree

 It embodies
Everything
From
Jesus Christ
To Rock ‘n Roll
With a splash
Of sparkle
& ginger.

 Sacred Holy
Tree control
The pond H2O

Damage to
The tree results
In a mandatory
Fight to
The death
With Gandi.

(First posted October 22, 2013)

Returning To Whitewater Draw   Leave a comment

Sandhill Cranes at Whitewater Draw in Southeast Arizona — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Returning to Whitewater Draw

It’s fun to watch

the amazing spectacle

of large elegant birds

returning

from the feeding fields 

standing

in the shallow waters

giving out loud,

rattling bugle calls

echoing

sounds across the valley.

It’s always the same,

birders with binoculars and cameras,

strapped on their shoulders

and cranes standing

in the shallow waters

of Whitewater Draw.

— kenne

Summer of 2007   Leave a comment

Summer of 2007 — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Summer of 2007

Friends place on the lake

Hot-humid Texas day

Perfect halter-top weather

For my gypsy woman —

Imagine her nipples

You don’t have to think

Just let the passions flow

The odds are there to beat.

— kenne

Three Doors   Leave a comment

Tucson, San Antonio, and New Orleans —  Photo-Artistry by kenne

"And hear the sounds he knew of yore,
Old shufflings on the sanded floor,
Old knuckles tapping at the door? 

"Yet still before him as he flies
One pallid form shall ever rise,
And, bodying forth in glassy eyes 

"The vision of a vanished good,
Low peering through the tangled wood,
Shall freeze the current of his blood." 

-- from The Three Voices by lewis Carroll


Courtyard Door   Leave a comment

Courtyard Door — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Bright desert colors

So sharp in the clear air

Art in Old Pueblo.

— kenne

Costa’s Hummingbird   Leave a comment

Costa’s Hummingbird in Sabino Canyon — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Hummingbirds flutter

They hurry everywhere

Darting and diving

Busy looking for food

One chaotic mess

Till they stop to rest.

— kenne

 

Pincushion Cactus   Leave a comment

Pincushion Cactus with Pepper-like Fruit, Most Common Cactus In The Sonoran Desert — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Cacti come in all sizes

The nicest prize is in

the smallest package.

— kenne

Zen Fountain in The Woodlands   3 comments

Zen Fountain In The Yard of Our The Woodlands Home (May 2010) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Our yard had a lot of me
in the plants, lighting, and
the fountain where we
buried our cat, Kiko.

And there was the sweat
from the gulf coast heat,
digging through roots to
place the water reservoir.

The photo for this painting
was taken weeks before 
we left our east Texas home,
for a Tucson desert home.

Our friends and family
called us crazy for
leaving
the piney woods for a new
home sixteen hours away.

We return to Houston a
couple times each year,
having driven by our old
home only once, not

stopping, afraid of what
we might see of the old
Zen fountain and landscape
we created with love.

— kenne

Black Man   Leave a comment

Black Man’ — Photo-Artistry by kenne

‘We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue, and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that we defend
For with justice not for all men
History will repeat again
It’s time we learned
This world was made for all men’

— from Black Man by Stevie Wonder

Conversations   2 comments

Conversations — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Lovers
Learn from yesterday
Laugh about today, but
                     talk about
                     tomorrow

— John Boynton

Birds, Banana, Joy, and Buddy Guy   1 comment

Joy — Image by kenne

Ode To Joy

Friedrich Schiller called Joy the spark of divinity
but she visits me on a regular basis,
and it doesn’t take much for her to appear—
the salt next to the pepper by the stove,
the garbage man ascending his station
on the back of the moving garbage truck,
or I’m just eating a banana
in the car and listening to Buddy Guy.

In other words, she seems down-to-earth,
like a girl getting off a bus with a suitcase
and no one’s there to meet her.
It’s a little after four in the afternoon,
one of the first warm days of spring.
She sits on her suitcase to wait
and slides on her sunglasses.
How do I know she’s listening to the birds?

— Billy Collins (In The Atlantic, November 2021)

Forest Floor   Leave a comment

Forest Floor — Abstract Art by kenne

Moisture tends to bring out the colors

of old dried wood helping to color the

forest floor during the mountain rains.

— kenne

Dried Weed   Leave a comment

Dried Weed — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Timeless Moments

There’s a trail down by the wash
Where once new life grew 
Providing a new beginning
That has turned into an end.
All manner of things
Shall be well, providing a
Pattern of timeless moments.

— kenne

Dragon Head   Leave a comment

Dragon Head — Photo-Artistry by kenne

A Poem about the Dragon

I am an unquenchable fire,
The center of all energy,
The stout heroic heart.
I am truth and light,
I hold power and glory in my sway.
My presence
Disperses dark clouds.
I have been chosen
To tame the Fates.

I AM THE DRAGON

— Theodora Lau

A Walk By The Wash   2 comments

Down By The Tanque Verde Wash (Tanuri Ridge) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Whole Lot of Something

I have something to say,
I don’t know why.
It came in a walk
No matter where I walk,
I hear it calling
In a moment
In and out of time
Imposing a pattern in 
All that I have been
Hoping for peace
If not peace, clarity
In the place we live
Where there is a
Whole lot of something.

— kenne

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