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Cactus Blossom   Leave a comment

Cactus Blossom — Image by kenne

I wait for the moment
I’ll return to the trails
as I did for twelve years
beneath Tucson’s blue sky
in some world of youth
and springtime. Give me,
Powers of the Universe,
the springtime but
spare me the child.

— kenne

 

Yellow Is The Color Of Our Neighborhood   Leave a comment

Blue Palo Verde Are In Full Bloom In Tanuri Ridge — Images by kenne

Palo Verde

Green clinger on arid arroyo rock,
Spring blooms of faded yellow you did drop.
Desert dry took a toll of leaf and branch
Leaving photosynthesis to your bark.
Life is tough, lizard kissed, so short and harsh.
Unlike upland cousins, you are blessed:
In your shelter rests a saguaro babe,
Whose stately arms one day will take your place.

 
— David Drowley

Nurturing Each Moment Revisited   Leave a comment

Santa Catalina Foothhills — Panorama Image by kenne

Nurturing each Moment

Tucson,
nearby foothills
home of DeGrazia

darkness,
low moving clouds
moving over the mountains

music,
blues in the air
coming from the Boonduck’s

Kika,
cat on the guard
lying low in pursuit

crickets,
sing in the night
adding to the aura

heat up,
roast in the day
cooling with the darkness

whiskey,
cool on the rocks
soothing the solitude

cigar,
smoke in the air
mixing with the night wind

starlight,
brighten the sky
pushing back the soft clouds

rainstorms,
in the forecast
teasing the believers

late-night,
clock in a.m.
seeking the morning light

twitter,
of early birds
singing of existing truth

outfits,
Lycra on two wheels
biking to the mountains

crossroads,
Sonoran sun
hiking Mount Lemmon’s peak

pleasure,
mind in control
nurturing each moment

— kenne

(Poem Written July 11, 2010)

 

 

Clouds At Sunset Over the Catalina Foothills   2 comments

Clouds At Sunset Over the Catalina Foothills — Image by kenne

Want in a person
is like hunger in a dog, Spinoza
probably would not say.

His wakeful, solitary
reasoning plainly outstrips
my wildest intuition.

Yet insofar as my heart
is a boot with a hole in it, I think
this is what writing could be

—what he calls Nature,
an existence no longer borne
as means or ends.

— from Spinoza Says by Sandra Lim

A New Year’s Eve Rainbow   Leave a comment

Yesterday’s Rainbow (December 31, 2021) — Image by kenne

What this rainbow didn’t have in color, it made up for it in brightness.

A Foothills Night   Leave a comment

A Foothills Night — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Clouds move in

Over the mountains

Lightning strikes.

— kenne

 

Questions Without Answers   Leave a comment

Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne

It’s peaceful to sit on the patio,
to sit under the olive tree
gazing at the autumn setting sun.
The mountains rise up as shadows
move across the Catalinas

soon to fade as darkness sets in.
The weather is kinder this time of year.
Soon stars will light up the sky,
completing the change from day to night,
becoming background for a shooting star.
Many questions without answers.
Is it better to know?
Questions without answers
are better left unasked.

— kenne

Thankful For Another Beautiful Day   Leave a comment

Another Beautiful Day In The Catalina Foothills — Image by kenne

“I always thank Mother Nature for all the beauty in the world.

It’s about having an attitude of gratitude.”

Monsoon Sunset   Leave a comment

Monsoon Sunset — Image by kenne

With just a few days left in July, Tucson has already received 5.71 inches of rain, making this the fourth-wettest July.
I have recorded 7 inches on our patio in the Catalina Foothills. This amount of rain will help Southern Arizona recover
from the ongoing drought, improving from a D4-exceptional drought to a D3-extreme drought (National Weather Service).
There are indications that monsoon activity will start uo again toward the end of the week.

Cloud Whispers Over The Foothills   Leave a comment

Cloud Whispers Over The Catalina Foothills — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Sunset cloud whispers

A halo on the mountains

Of yellow and blue.

— kenne 

Smoke And Haze In The Foothills   3 comments

Smoke & Haze-art-72Smoke and Haze In the Catalina Foothills — Photo-Artistry by kenne

We must make the most of life’s ups and down

when downs seem to overwhelm

do everything to lift up life through images

revealing its most brilliants.

— kenne 

Rainbow Connection   2 comments

Rainbow-Edit-3-72Rainbow In The Catalina Foothills — Image by kenne

I still believe that someday we’ll find the Rainbow Connection.

Rainbow Connection
Why are there so many
Songs about rainbows
And what’s on the other side
Rainbows are visions
They’re only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
So we’ve been told and some chose to
Believe it
But I know they’re wrong wait and see
Someday we’ll find it
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me
Who said that every wish
Would be heard and answered
When wished on the morning star
Somebody thought of that
And someone believed it
And look what it’s done so far
What’s so amazing
That keeps us star gazing
What so we think we might see
Someday we’ll find it
That Rainbow Connection
The lovers the dreamers and me
Have you been fast asleep
And have you heard voices,
I’ve heard them calling my name,
Is this the sweet sound that calls
The young sailors,
The voice might be one and the same.
I’ve heard it too many times to ignore it
It’s something that i’m supposed to be,
Someday we’ll find it
The rainbow connection…
The lovers, the dreamers and me
La lala la lala la la la lala la la la
— Kenny Ascher / Paul Hamilton Williams

 

Saguaro Blossoms   Leave a comment

Casa Grande RuinsSaguaro Blossoms — Image by kenne

As we enter mid-May, Saguaro cactus blossoms are popping out all over.

— kenne

Catalina Foothills Sunset   Leave a comment

Catalina Foothills Sunset-72Catalina Foothills Sunset — Image by kenne

Of Many Worlds in This World

Just like as in a nest of boxes round,
Degrees of sizes in each box are found:
So, in this world, may many others be
Thinner and less, and less still by degree:
Although they are not subject to our sense,
A world may be no bigger than two-pence.
Nature is curious, and such works may shape,
Which our dull senses easily escape:
For creatures, small as atoms, may there be,
If every one a creature’s figure bear.
If atoms four, a world can make, then see
What several worlds might in an ear-ring be:
For, millions of those atoms may be in
The head of one small, little, single pin.
And if thus small, then ladies may well wear
A world of worlds, as pendents in each ear.

Margaret Cavendish

Two Bees On A Cactus Blossom   2 comments

Prickly Flower Blossom-art-72-2Two Bees On A Cactus Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne

She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by-
And never knew.”

― Shel Silverstein, Every Thing on It

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