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The Captain’s Daughter   2 comments

Isla del Sol-72.jpgCaptain’s Daughter — Images by kenne

The captain of the boat that took us from Copacabana on Lake Titicaca
to the Isla del Sol had his daughter with him who was his little helper.
She was so cute with her matching colors against the lake and the clouds.

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“As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love you
Trust your intuition
It’s just like going fishing
You cast your line
And hope you’ll get a bite”

— from “Father and Daughter” by Paul Simon

 

Lake Titicaca Sunset   Leave a comment

Lake Titicaca Sunset-3-Edit-4-art-72Lake Titicaca Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Solar 

Suspended lion face
Spilling at the centre
Of an unfurnished sky
How still you stand,
And how unaided
Single stalkless flower
You pour unrecompensed.

The eye sees you
Simplified by distance
Into an origin,
Your petalled head of flames
Continuously exploding.
Heat is the echo of your
Gold.

Coined there among
Lonely horizontals
You exist openly.
Our needs hourly
Climb and return like angels.
Unclosing like a hand,
You give for ever.

— Philip Larkin

A Time Capsule   1 comment

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Kenne D. and Kenne G. 

Shakespeare’s Sonnet 3: ‘Look in thy glass’

Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
Now is the time that face should form another;
Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest,
Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother.
For where is she so fair whose uneared womb
Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?
Or who is he so fond will be the tomb
Of his self-love, to stop posterity?
Thou art thy mother’s glass and she in thee
Calls back the lovely April of her prime;
So thou through windows of thine age shalt see,
Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time.
But if thou live, remembered not to be,
Die single and thine image dies with thee.

Hiking Wildhorse Trail In Saguaro National Park   Leave a comment

After a day of rain in the Tucson basin and snow on Mt. Lemmon, Tom, John, Jim and I
hiked the Wildhorse Trail in the Saguaro National Park-East.Wild Horse Trail-8.jpg

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Wild Horse-16-72Click Here To See More Wildhorse Trail Images by kenne

Some critic tried to put me down —
“Your poems lack the Basic Truth of Tao”
And I recall the old-times
Who were poor and didn’t care.
I have to laugh at him,
He misses the point entirely,
Men like that
Ought to stick to making money.

— Gary Snyder

 

 

Thanksgiving — Photo-Artistry   1 comment

Decorations (1 of 1) art-2-72.jpgThanksgiving — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Thanksgiving with kin

Years of working at fitting in

But do I belong?

— kenne

Posted November 27, 2019 by kenneturner in Information, Photo-Artistry, Poetry, Thanksgiving

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Twenty-Year-Old B&W Photo   2 comments

Joy & Kenne 1999 B&W-2-Edit-1-72Twenty-Year-Old B&W Photo — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Twenty-year-old B&W photo
Our smiles tell the story

We were both in our 50s
Wiser now in our 70s

Living each day knowing not
What tomorrow may bring

Not living the stories of the past
Living each moment holding hands

Throughout all these rumbling years
Time has brought about changes

Still, our love for each other
And our smiles remains the same

— kenne

 

Stumped In Time   2 comments

Log (1 of 2)-art-72.jpgStumped in Time — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Time logged in time

Circles go round and round

Age lines crack the years

Only a stump remains

Stumped in time

— kenne

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