“Bluebird of Happiness” — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— kenne
12th Man — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Some things
you know all your life. They are so simple and
true
they must be said without elegance, meter and
rhyme,
they must be laid on the table beside the
salt-shaker,
the glass of water, the absence of light gathering
in the shadows of picture frames, they must be
naked and alone, they must stand for
themselves.
— from the poem, The Simple Truth by Philip Levine
Cutleaf Evening Primrose — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— G. K. Chesterton
Bear Canyon Trail — Photo-Artistry by kenne
I sometimes choose to think that man is a dream,
thought an illusion, and only rock is real. Rock and sun
. . . belief? What do I believe in? I believe in sun. In
rock. In the dogma of the sun and the doctrine of the rock.
I believe in blood, fire, woman, rivers, eagles, storms,
drums, flutes, banjos and broom-tailed horses.
— Edward Abbey, A Voice Crying In The Wilderness
Natural Bridge Trail Panorama ( Capitol Reef National Park) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— Edward Abbey
Decatur Street — French Quarter (2007) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The Devil Wears French
The women there be easy on the Jesus
Gumbo Genevieves smiling pretty
with their crests fallen like moon Indigo
and open to almost anything
especially a charmed tongue
Mon Chéri
it only cost a quarter for that French
Boyhood days in Eve’s bayou spent on
Bourbon street
becoming fluent in the devil’s language
A pig’s latin
the words tend to caress
Mon Chéri…
It only cost a quarter for that French
Cactus Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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