Grand Canyon Raven (October 2021) — Image by kenne
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Raven In A Winter Wonderland 3 comments
Raven In A Winter Wonderland — Image by kenne
Create the picture you wish to show
Relieve my mind before I blow.
Use my hand,
I’ll take the chance,
I trust you with my mind and limb
Sing to me your silent hymn
Sedate me with your loving trance,
Trace your world upon this pale land.
— from A Raven In The Snow by AemmaBella
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Raven At Cienega Creek — Photo Essay 3 comments
Raven At Cienega Creek — Photo Essay by kenne
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Quoth the Raven “Nevermore” Leave a comment
The Raven — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!—
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—
On this home by Horror haunted—tell me truly, I implore—
Is there—is there balm in Gilead?—tell me—tell me, I implore!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
— from The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
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Raven On A Rock Leave a comment
Raven On A Rock with Bearded penstemon Wildflowers — Image by kenne
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Beware 2 comments
Raven — Photo-Artistry by kenne
. . . beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average
but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect . . .
— from The Genious of the Crowd by Charles Bukowski
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Raven Lovebirds On Christmas Eve 2 comments
Raven Lovebirds On Christmas Eve — Photo-Artistry by kenne
two ravens in a tree
on Christmas Eve
showing affection
bobbing heads in
silent communication
when with a quick nod
one flies off signaling
the other to follow —
contemplate the void
suddenly my eyes blear.
— kenne
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Sunset March 16, 2017 Leave a comment
Sunset March 16, 2017 — Image by kenne
The darkness begins
a raven flies by
against the gray sky,
golden sunset.
She reads inside
removed from
the change of day,
not the first time.
Even so, I thought
of her body, dressed
but untouched,
without desire.
Goodbye to the raven
at twilight, exile
is not a vacation —
or is it?
— kenne
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Raven In The Snow 1 comment
Raven In the Snow — Computer Painting by kenne
A wet snow fell on the mountains
clinging to the pine needles
on a silent, dark night.
By dawn, the clouds were gone
leaving behind an icing
in the high country
where the sun awakens
a picture perfect landscape
and the ravens announce,
. . . “Good Morning America.”
— kenne
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Raven — Grunge Art Leave a comment
Raven — Grunge Art by kenne
Raven — Grunge Art by kenne
“Hey,” said Shadow.
“Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are.”
The bird turned, head tipped,
suspiciously, on one side,
and it stared at him with bright eyes.
“Say ‘Nevermore,'” said Shadow.
“Fuck you,” said the raven.”
— Neil Gaiman
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Raven’s Drinking Fountain 2 comments
observe the raven
drinking among the breakage
at Tlaquepaque.
“Raven’s Drinking Fountain” — Images by kenne
where courtyards offer
a cuisine of art and soul
under cottonwoods.
— kenne
One of the Tlaquepaque Courtyards — Image by kenne
Becoming is Superior to Being 