Archive for the ‘Existential Moment’ Tag

Desert Windmill   1 comment

Desert Windmill — Image by kenne

Windmills hypnotize

See adventure and magic

Don Quixote complex.

— kenne

Top Two Shelves In Our Study   Leave a comment

Top Two Shelves In Our Study — Image by kenne

There are moments

down deep inside

when I scream — 

Nobody gets in

to see the wizard

not nobody, 

not no how.

— kenne

Shadows In The Canyon   Leave a comment

Shadows In The Canyon — Image by kenne

The sun hit the sides of the rock, creating shadows that swallowed the canyon trail as we hiked the canyon.

Looking left and right, we took a deep breath to appreciate where we are.

There are certain places that have the energetic power to serve as a teacher.

The canyons of the Santa Catalina Mountains are exactly that.

It’s a place that requires no words but can provide untold lessons.

It’s a place that will challenge your perspective without asking anything from you.

— kenne

Death On The Trail   Leave a comment

The Cycle of Nature Moves On — Image by kenne

Nothing is really never dead if you look at it right.

Kenne D. and Kenne G.   Leave a comment

Kenne David and His Dad at 8th Wonder Brewery (December 27, 2022) Image by Janie

“All that is transitory is but a metaphor.”

― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Now What?   Leave a comment

 Image by kenne

Now what?

 

Artist Painting In Sabino Canyon   Leave a comment

Artist Painting In Sabino Canyon — Photo-Artistry by kenne

In The Beauty Created By Others

Only in the beauty created
by others is their consolation,
in the music of others and in others’ poems.
Only others save us,
even through solitude tastes like
opium. The others are not hell,
if you see them early, with their
foreheads pure, cleansed by dreams.
That is why I wonder what
word should be used, “he’ or “you.” Every “he”
is a betrayal of a certain “you” but
in return someone else’s poem
offers the fidelity of a sober dialogue.

— Adam Zagajewski

HOUSTON 6:00 P. M.   Leave a comment

Sam Houston Park in Houston — Image by kenne

Poetry summons us to life, to courage
in the face of the growing shadow.
Can you gaze calmly at the Earth
like the perfect astronaut?

Our of harmless indolence, the Greece of books,
and the Jerusalem of memory there suddenly appears
the island of a poem, unpeopled;
some new Cook will discover it one day.

— from HOUSTON, 6 P. M. by Adam Zagajewski

Silent Morning On A Catalina Foothills Rainy Day   Leave a comment

Silent Morning On a Catalina Foothills Rainy Day– Image by kenne

Summer of 2007   Leave a comment

Summer of 2007 — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Summer of 2007

Friends place on the lake

Hot-humid Texas day

Perfect halter-top weather

For my gypsy woman —

Imagine her nipples

You don’t have to think

Just let the passions flow

The odds are there to beat.

— kenne

Sunset Over The Tucson Mountains   Leave a comment

Sunset Over The Tucson Mountains — Image by kenne

I look at a sunset

and begin to wonder

what is the relationship

between the senses

and matters of beauty,

art and taste responding

one’s feelings and emotions?

The quality of being.

— kenne

Black Mountains Geological Contrasts   Leave a comment

Black Mountains, Arizona Geological Contrasts — Image by kenne

 
I was standing on the highest mountain of them all,
and round about beneath me was the whole hoop of the world.
And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and
I understood more than I saw; for I was seeing in a
sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit,
and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being.
And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people was one of many hoops
that made one circle, wide as daylight and as starlight,
and in the center grew one mighty flowering tree to shelter
all children of one mother and one father. And I saw that it was holy.
 
— Black Elk

An Autumn Sunrise On Mt. Lemmon   Leave a comment

An Autumn Sunrise On Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Signs of autumn echoes
Throughout the forest
As time present becomes
Time past in a moment.
As the aspen leaves
Dance in the breeze
There is only the dance —
Neither moment from
Nor towards.

— kenne

Lake Woodlands Sunset   4 comments

Lake Woodlands Sunset (October 1, 2009) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

When I lived in the forest

it was not always easy to see 

the sunset for the trees.

After a short trail walk

I would spend some time

at the lake and nearby dam

before crossing the bridge 

to set under a gazebo

watching motorless boats

moving silently across the lake.

— kenne

Lower Sabino Canyon Panorama   Leave a comment

Lower Sabino Canyon Panorama (October 5, 2022) by kenne

We all have a treasure waiting for us

here on earth. Find a place to communicate

with our better angels and we will find it.

— kenne

 

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