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Native Boy   Leave a comment

Abstract ArtNative Boy — Abstract Art by kenne

“If I died now,” he said, “you would hardly remember me when you are my age.”

He said it for no apparent reason, and the angel of death hovered for a moment in the

cool shadows of the office and flew out again through the window, leaving a trail of

feathers fluttering in his wake, but the boy did not see them.”

— Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

2006 Abstract   1 comment

Abstract I 6-11-09 II Angel In The Vortex-2-Edit-1-Van Gough-72Angel In The Vortex — Abstract by kenne
Van Gogh Colors On The Original Abstract, 2006 

 “Life exists only at this very moment,

and in this moment it is infinite and eternal,

for the present moment is infinitely small;

before we can measure it, it has gone,

and yet it exists forever….”

— Alan Watts

 

Times of Difficulty   Leave a comment

Tosh Lawrence Nature WalkAbstract Art by Kenne

In times of difficulty
We review the damage.

A door we walked through
From time to time

Before pivoting toward
a newer image of risk.

— kenne

What Is Poetry? — My Thoughts   1 comment

Mother8.13.05a-72“Mother” — Abstract Art by kenne

Decoding Poetry

Poetry,
what is it?
Is it not all things
we experience —

Feelings?
Thoughts?
Ideas?
Wisdom?
Beauty?
Music?
Art?
In human existence?

Yet,
some claim
the words of poetry,
as if anointed
announcing to the world,
“I know the code!”

Poetry is not a code,
allowing entrance
only to a few
fettered and packaged
for the scholarly.

If I experience
my life
in the words of another,
it is poetry?
For it is I
who holds the code
to my existence.

In the end,
there is no right
or wrong answer –
Poetry is like dancing,
if it feels good,
do it!

— kenne

Seeing With Eyes Closed   Leave a comment

Gene @ Drafter'sSeeing With Eyes Closed — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Dance to the music

Suddenly they lift their shirts

Seeing with eyes closed.

— kenne

Soria In The Blue Mountains   Leave a comment

Richardson's geranium (1 of 1) art-Edit-3-Edit-2-1-72.jpgAbstract Art by kenne

Soria, in blue mountains,
on the fields of violet,
how often I’ve dreamed of you
on the plain of flowers,
where the Guadalquiviŕ runs
past golden orange-trees
to the sea.

— Antonio Machado

Posted December 2, 2019 by kenneturner in Abstract Art, Information, Poetry

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Lost Universe   Leave a comment

Turkey Creek TrailLost Universe — Abstract Art by kenne

“Our wills and fates do so contrary run/That our devices are overthrown:/
Our thoughts our ours, their ends none of our own.”

–William Shakespeare

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