Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

The Courts Call To A More Staged Authentic Culture   Leave a comment

Abstract Art by kenne

The High Court’s call for

a return to a more

staged authentic culture

disregarding its

political implications

is indicative of its failure

to fully understand the

structure of modern society,

not acknowledging that

the individual is part of

a greater whole

discounting the interaction

between people

and institutions

in the community.

— kenne

Bee On Coneflower   Leave a comment

Bee on Coneflower (East End Park, May 27, 2022) — Image by kenne

In an open meadow

near the forest

coneflowers

in every direction

sway in the breeze

attracting honey bees

as we walk the trail

a guest in the park.

— kenne

European Starling   Leave a comment

European Starling (Kingwood Texas, May 27, 2022) — Image by kenne

A visitor in another land

mimicking other sounds 

as noted by Shakespeare

singing to a Mozart tune

only to be blamed for 

the decline of other birds.

— kenne

Celebrating Jeri And Ron’s Golden Anniversary   3 comments

Palm Springs California (June 17, 2022) — Image by kenne

The family gathered in Palm Springs to celebrate the Golden Anniversary of Jeri and Ron Roelling.

Golden Kudos

Another anniversary;
Kudos are now due
To this radiant, golden couple:
Your 50th is quite a coup!

You keep on keeping on;
However do you do it?
You make marriage look so easy,
Like there’s really nothing to it.

Congratulations, you two;
We wish you all the best.
May all the years to come
Be just as richly blessed.

— Joanna Fuchs

Brilliant On Black   1 comment

Brilliant On Black Abstract Art by kenne

brilliant on this black

colors begin to explode

we pass as answers

— kenne

Looking Back To Early Spring   Leave a comment

Bee and Crab Spider (Photo Bomber) on Brittlebush Blossoms — Image by kenne

Don’t call me a photo bomber

I was here before the bee flew

into the field of view.

— kenne

This Blue-winged Bird   1 comment

Eastern Bluebird (August 8, 2012) Image by kenne

He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder
Well, it might have been a bluebird, I don’t know
But he’d get stone drunk and talk about Alaska
The salmon boats and 45 below
 
He got that blue wing up in Walla Walla
Where his cellmate there was a Little Willy John
And Willie, he was once a great blues singer
And Wing & Willie wrote him up a song
 
     (They sang,)
     “It’s dark in here, can’t see the light
     But I look at this blue wing when I close my eyes
     And I fly away, beyond these walls
     Up above the clouds, where the rain don’t fall
     On a poor man’s dream”
 
— from Blue Wing by Tom Russell
 
 

The Sonoran Sun   2 comments

The Sonoran Sun — Image by kenne

the Sonoran sun

bringing on the summer heat

monsoon to follow

— kenne

Lesser Goldfinch — Water On A Hot Day   Leave a comment

Lesser Goldfinch: Water On A Hot Day — Image by kenne

birds come for water

water on a desert day

a sunny blue sky

— kenne

Gila Woodpecker Bites The Dust   Leave a comment

Dead Gila Woodpecker — Image by kenne

cause of death not known

triple-digit temps, maybe 

June in the desert

— kenne

Painted Lady Butterfly   Leave a comment

Painted Lady Butterfly — Image by kenne

Even More Than Hope: Painted Lady Butterflies

Like spirits, they will dart across our path
in drifts, and zig-zag past our cheeks and hands
just out of reach, and whirling toward a land
far north of us, by predetermined math.

It seems a miracle, winged migration—
almost as hard to fathom as moon flight.
What tiny compass guides them day and night
in rivers of raw determination?

Their journey symbolizes more than hope:
They breathe into each moment the belief
that happiness as real and bright as wings
is just ahead … and therefore we can cope,

and fill heavy hearts with newfound lightness,
and bathe a moment more in their brightness.

— Sally Sandler

Two Shadows On A Log   Leave a comment

Two Shadows (Turtles) On a Log In Lake Houston — Image by kenne

Two shadows

two turtles

sharing a log in

East End Park —

which one will

slide off first?

— kenne

Waters Smooth As Glass   Leave a comment

Early Morning Ride On Waters Smooth As Glass (Lake Houston, May 27, 2022) — Image by kenne

My photographs are easy to comprehend,

which is not always the case with art and poetry.

If a reader doesn’t understand a poem, 

just listen to it. Like life, exposure to it

is part of its power.

— kenne

Great Blue Heron   Leave a comment

Great Blue Heron on the Shores of Lake Houston (May 27, 2022) — Image by kenne

Early morning

walking the trails

in Eastend Park

watching for animals

in the thick woods

near the shore

of Lake Houston

as a blue heron

views the murky

waters from the

heavy overnight rains.

— kenne

Hiking In Bighorn Country   Leave a comment

Hiking Bighorn Country In The Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne

“Nature” is what we see—
The Hill—the Afternoon—
Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—
Nay—Nature is Heaven—
Nature is what we hear—
The Bobolink—the Sea—
Thunder—the Cricket—
Nay—Nature is Harmony—
Nature is what we know—
Yet have no art to say—
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity.

— Emily Dickinson
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