“Spring” — Photo Artistry by kenne
“There is a sixth sense . . . that is the sense of wonder.”
— D. H. Lawrence
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Aging In The Spring 2 comments
“Aging in the Spring: — Image by kenne
Aging in the spring
Summer temps have come early —
Is this a new norm?
— kenne
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Pools Of Sorrow, Waves Of Joy 2 comments
This time of year Tanuri Ridge is brightened with yellow Palo Verde blossoms under beautiful spring skies. This posting first appeared April 2014 with the poem, “Our Neighborhood — Trying to Reason,” which includes the line “pools of sorrow waves of joy” from the Beatles song, “Across the Universe.”
“Waves of Joy” — Image by kenne
OUR NEIGHBORHOOD — TRYING TO REASON
We traverse these streets,
sometimes early in the morning,
sometimes late in the day,
sometimes walking,
sometimes running —
always for a reason.
We wave at passersby,
sometimes we greet them,
sometimes it’s just a smile
sometimes we stop and talk,
sometimes walking together,
always for a reason.
We have neighborly expectations,
sometimes it’s watering plants,
sometimes it’s calling the ill,
sometimes it’s being complimentary,
sometimes it’s being watchful,
always for a reason.
We can be a convivial people,
sometimes we go out together,
sometimes we party together,
sometimes we join clubs together,
sometimes we share community work,
always for a reason.
We can be adversaries,
sometimes our expectations are not real,
sometimes we overreact,
sometimes we take reactions personally,
sometimes power is polarized, frustration generalized,
always for a reason.
We can be Pleasantville,
sometimes we are without color,
sometimes we are in pools of sorrow,
sometimes we are in waves of joy,
sometimes drifting through my open mind,
always for a reason.
— kenne
“Pools of Sorrow” — Image by kenne
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Blooming Brittlebush Leave a comment
Blooming Brittlebush — Image by kenne
I attend to this moment
less it goes unattended
by the bee flying
in and out of time
only to be lost in a
wild thyme unseen
just to be conquered
and reconciled again.
— kenne
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Bee On Indigo Blossom — Signs of Spring 1 comment
Bee On Indigo Blossom — Signs of Spring (Tohono Chul, Tucson, AZ, February 24, 2018) by kenne
“If the bee disappeared off the face of the Earth,
man would only have four years left to live.”
— Albert Einstein
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I’ll Take My Spring On The Rocks 1 comment
“I’ll Take My Spring On the Rocks” (Sabino Creek near the dam.) — Image by kenne
“When you sit in silence long enough,
you learn that silence has a motion.
It glides over you without shape or form,
exactly like water. Its color is silver.
And silence has a sound you hear
only after hours of wading inside it.
The sound is soft,
like flute notes rising up,
like the words of glass speaking.
Then there comes a point
when you must shatter
the blindness of its words,
the blindness of its light.”
― Anne Spollen, The Shape of Water
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Indian Paintbrush Computer Art Leave a comment
Indian Paintbrush Computer Art by kenne
Mountain Wildflowers
Spring on the mountains
Without rain only a few
Scattered here and there.
— kenne
