House Finch — Computer Art by kenne
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
— from the poem “Dreams” by Langston Hughes
Archive for the ‘Dreams’ Tag
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The Path Of Dreams 1 comment
“Sonoran Heat” — Computer Painting by kenne
The Path of Dreams
There were no trails where I walk.
I walk the desert, poor and broke
thinking of family in Mexico.
Continuing north, I make a path
around the cactus and desert brush.
The sun, still low in the east,
temperature now rising faster
than the morning sun.
Low in water, I find an
old mesquite tree to rest
in its shade until late afternoon.
Then, I will continue following
the path of my dreams —
carefully watching for
green and white trucks.
— kenne
Southern Arizona Winter Sunset Leave a comment
Winter Sunset — Image by kenne
One Liners
The dream at the end of the day, sided by tall cactus.
A dream I go back to every four years.
Broken cycles gathering tomorrow’s dreams.
Darkness comes first beneath the mountains.
Layers of orange and indigo-blue dye above blackness.
Stars moving in over a clear sky left by thieves.
Fresh lemons squeeze in a glass of tequila.
Little dark shadows with wings flying above.
An empty glass left on the white wicker chair.
Thoughts of tomorrow’s first cup of coffee.
I turn on the iPod connected to the Bose.
She in Houston, I in Tucson — a text message alert.
Little things, the makings of dreams.
Fun facts, or fake news?
— kenne
Acorn Woodpecker Dreams — Computer Art Leave a comment
Acorn Woodpecker Dreams — Computer Art by kenne
For me,
I like moving to some extremity,
some kind of very difficult situation,
that throws an interesting light on life.
— kenne
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Bayou Blues (Pete Mayes and John Broussard at Double Bayou Dance Hall, May, 2003) — Computer Painting by kenne)
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
— Langston Hughes
Moon Glow 2 comments
“Moon Glow” — Computer Painting by kenne
Sometimes happiness is a blessing,
but generally, it is a conquest.
Each day’s magic moment
helps us to change and sends us off
in search of our dreams.
from By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept by Paulo Coelho
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Dreams In Color — Computer Art by kenne
Recipe for Dreams
Give me a dash of
darkness
I will dream of
things full of
compassion
colored in streams of
sweet memories
sometimes of
walks alone
reaching out to
worldly shadows
as light creates
a scope of
colors dancing
between
pleasure and pain
reveling
in pixel clarity —
WOW!
Let’s dream together.
— kenne
