Archive for the ‘Clouds’ Tag
“Cloud Music” — Computer Art by kenne
Not in Vain
When the afternoon dies
and age advances with
its disconcerting turns
when silence
falls silent for the last time
and the voice disintegrates
in the cracks of the soul
and the word extinguishes its lantern
before dawn falls
over streets and mountains
and the spirit closes its windows
to shut out the morning’s light,
only music will be left, little one,
music, to remind us
that not everything is in vain.
— Lucha Corpi
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Illustrious the Sky (August 15-16, 2015) — Images by kenne
Splendor of ended day floating and filling me,
Hour prophetic, hour resuming the past,
Inflating my throat, you divine average,
You earth and life till the last ray gleams I sing.
Open mouth of my soul uttering gladness,
Eyes of my soul seeing perfection,
Natural life of me faithfully praising things,
Corroborating forever the triumph of things.
Illustrious every one!
Illustrious what we name space, sphere of unnumber’d
spirits,
Illustrious the mystery of motion in all beings,
even the tiniest insect,
Illustrious the attribute of speech, the senses, the body,
Illustrious the passing light—illustrious the pale reflection
on the new moon in the western sky,
Illustrious whatever I see or hear or touch, to the last.
— from Song at Sunset by Walt Whitman
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Clouds Over Zion Canyon — Image by kenne
“Zion Canyon is the work of water
In concert with the winds that shape the heart.
One sees a grandeur equal to one’s wonder;
Nor can one be, but of such grace a part.”
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Floating By You — Image by kenne
just floating by you
like a canoe drifting free,
I stole some paddles.
— kenne
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Perpendicular Monolith Slabs Under Clouds — Image by kenne
A vision —
perpendicular
slab towers,
monoliths.
Generating an
energy vortex
connecting
existence
to the Mothership.
— kenne
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Clouds Over the Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
Clouds billowing high
Over the Catalinas
Sunset kissed goodbye.
— kenne
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“Curls or Clouds?” — Image by daughter Katie when she was six.
“At age 4, many young children are just beginning to explore their artistic style.”
From NPR, “What Kids’ Drawings Say About Their Future Thinking Skills”
Art by grandson Nick when he was six — Image by kenne
“These early works may be good for more than decorating your refrigerator and cubicle, researchers say.
There appears to be an association, though a modest one, between how a child draws at 4 and her thinking skills at 14,
according to a study published in the journal Psychological Science.”
Let’s all be kid’s forever!
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The Santa Caltina Mountain Above Sabino Canyon. Clouds cover the highest peak, Mt. Lemmon, in the center. — Image by kenne.
“The Catalinas are one of about 65 ranges commonly known as the Sky Islands,
and these, in turn are a subregion of a much larger geological province
known as the Basin and Range Geological Province.”
(A Natural History of the Santa Catalina Mountains, Arizona, by Richard C. Brusca and Wendy Moore)
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Cloud Images by kenne (Click on any of the images to see a larger view.)
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Mica Mountain in the Rincon Mountains with clouds building up over the mountains. View from Mount Bigelow in the Santa Catalina Mountains
— Image by kenne
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Sonoran Monsoon — Image by kenne
Sonoran Monsoon
Earlier in the day
I was hiking in the sky
where it rained —
the top of the world is greener.
Now I stand
below and dry
flagstone at my feet —
rubbing my dry eyes.
Trying to summon tears
signaling the clouds above
for more than a few drops —
impossible to talk
about the loneliness.
— kenne
- The Sonoran Desert And Its Diversity. (coyoteruntucson.wordpress.com)
- “Monsoon” (poompavai.wordpress.com)
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The sunlight on clouds over Shale Ridge — Image taken by kenne from Kathy and Bob’s deck.
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Images by kenne
Foreplay in the Mountains
Living at the edge of the mountains
Watching the clouds push up the slopes
Tangling with the peeks, leaving behind
The milk of its firm, but gentle strokes
So stimulating is the foreplay
The setting sun directs its light
Reflecting off nature’s dramatic act
Fondling each to a new height
I watch, as a distant voyeur
Yet trying to sneak a feel
In the role of a mountain man
Without going against her will
In a moment, the thrill is gone
With the setting sun’s brightness
The clouds losing its excitement
Hastened by the shadows of darkness
Now alone at the mountain’s edge
I dream of stroking the night’s way
Bringing on the demons of darkness
Desiring only to stimulate the play
— kenne
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