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Tanuri Ridge Monsoon Night   1 comment

Lightning 7-19-10  9452-art-72.jpgTanuri Ridge Monsoon Night — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Lightning strikes near by

Tanuri Ridge Monsoon Night

Flashes of brilliance.

— kenne

 

Sandpipers   1 comment

San Diego 01-15-13Sandpipers — Image by kenne

Sandpipers 

Sandland where the salt water kills the sweet potatoes.
Homes for sandpipers-the script of their feet is on the sea shingles —
they write in the morning,
it is gone at noon-they write at noon,
it is gone at night.
Pity the land, the sea,
the ten mile flats,
pity anything but the sandpiper’s wire legs and feet.
— Carl Sandburg

Fostering the Creation of An Illusion   Leave a comment

Rose Lake August 2012Rose Canyon Lake In The Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne

Hiking, watching each step
yet it is possible to look at
various distances engaging
my attention on many points
occurring in space around me.

Living in time passing,
it is easy to contemplate
past times with the present
state to retain its peace —

having combined the moment
with the past, thus fostering
the creation of an illusion
as if some future place and time.

— kenne

“Is It, Or Is It Not?”   1 comment

Foggy Morning — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“Is it, or is it not?”

Look Again,
The image you see
Is not what is.

Look again,
The image you see
Is not what was.

Look again,
The image you see
Is not what will be.

Look again,
The image you see
Is not what is real.

— kenne

“To Make Soft . . .” Revisited   1 comment

“To Make Soft” — Abstract Art by kenne

To Make Soft . . .

Words,
words are everything

Feelings,
feelings are everything

Struggling,
struggling to share feelings

Placing,
placing petitions of desire

Door,
to the door of your heart

Shut,
shut not the door

Love,
love may break the heart

Scorn,
scorn not what we do

Looking,
looking for peace of mind

Truth,
the truth will set you free

Explaining,
explaining not what is real

Complicated,
too complicated to follow

Knowing,
knowing your time to go

Lifetime,
lifetime is not time at all

— kenne

Posted August 5, 2019 by kenneturner in Abstract Art, Information, Photoshop, Poetry

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Mt. Lemmon In August   Leave a comment

SCVN Nature Walk 08-15-12, Marshall GulchTwo-Tailed Swallowtail Butterfly — Image by kenne

Mt. Lemmon in August

At least once or twice a week
We escape the desert heat
Driving the twisting highway
Where saguaros and dried
Desert plants cover the landscape.

Monsoon rains have soaked
The mountains not making it
To the lower elevations where
False expectations continue
To drive our conversations.

With each mountain road turn
The vegetation changes, first
The oak-grassland followed by
The pine-oak woodlands, chaparral
And the pine forest biomes.

A world apart from the desert below
Enjoying the cool mountain air
Clouds begin moving almost
Without motion soon the wind
Blows through the tall ponderosas.

Yet how gentle it seems the hikers
Knowing everything was just
A moment unable to conceive
The skyline on the ridge broken
By a darkening sky about to rupture.

— kenne

Meekly you keep the mortal rendezvous . . .   1 comment

SCVN Nature Walk 08-15-12, Marshall GulchArizona Sister Butterfly — Image by kenne

On the Manner of Addressing Clouds

Gloomy grammarians in golden gowns,
Meekly you keep the mortal rendezvous,
Eliciting the still sustaining pomps
Of speech which are like music so profound
They seem an exaltation without sound.
Funest philosophers and ponderers,
Their evocations are the speech of clouds.
So speech of your processionals returns
In the casual evocations of your tread
Across the stale, mysterious seasons. These
Are the music of meet resignation; these
The responsive, still sustaining pomps for you
To magnify, if in that drifting waste
You are to be accompanied by more
Than mute bare splendors of the sun and moon.

— Wallace Stevens

 

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