Archive for the ‘Galveston’ Tag
Kenne David and Katie on Galveston Beach — Image by kenne
Galveston still has that beach.
Kids probably still run it raw.
But Kenne and Katie grew up—
that’s the real crime.
You don’t notice it happening.
One day you’re just standing there
remembering sand
and wishing you’d paid better attention.
— kenne
A Reddish Egret Above the Gulf Shore — Image by Hugh
A reddish egret lifts off,
legs trailing like thin brushstrokes,
wings catching the salt-bright wind —
a flame rising from blue water.
— kenne
Sunset At The Galveston Seawall — Image by kenne
Surfers, Galveston Seawall
The sun pushes horizon
into the Gulf,
a gold coin dissolving
in its own fire.
Bodies rise like sparks,
then vanish—
ghosts rehearsing
the same fall.
Wave after wave,
the water keeps faith
with silence,
and the seawall,
stone-lunged,
holds its breath.
— kenne
Reddish Egret Off of Bolivar Island, Galveston, Texas — Image by Hugh Poland
Recently, Hugh Poland attended some of the Galveston Featherfest Events. One was Ground Level Bird Photography
at Bolivar Flats on the Bolivar Peninsula. This image of a Reddish Egret is one he shared with me.
Justin (the Photo Boomer), Joy, and Kenne, in Galveston — Image Scanned in 2006 from the Late 1980s
different bodies
same minds
unlike for B. B.
the thrill remains
— kenne
Joy on Galveston Island (She’s still in Houston with family and I’m here in Tucson.) — Image by kenne
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
It’s not warm when she’s away
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And she’s always gone too long
Anytime she goes away
Wonder this time where she’s gone
Wonder if she’s gone to stay
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away
And I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know,
Hey, I oughtta leave young thing alone
But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Only darkness every day
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
— Bill Withers
Bring Your Tent To West Beach, Galveston — Images by kenne
. . . but don’t abandon them.
Galveston Beach Front Devastation (September 13, 2008) –Source: http://strangecosmos.com/
Water’s Rising
water’s rising, and you who were caught
in last year’s flood, you are ready to scramble
onto the roof of the car and scream
but on this lonely backstreet, with a good
meal still warm in my belly and the wine
still sweet in my mouth, there are no lights
there is no cell phone, no traffic
no friendly strangers out for a stroll —
there is only the dark, and the current
— Bryce Milligan
Lake Woodlands Drive, The Woodlands, Texas (September 13, 2008)
Born in the Eye of the Storm
A storm in the Gulf
Satellite views as big as Texas
On track for Galveston
Strong winds of medium strength
Pushing a wall of seawater
People boarding up windows
Placing valuables in cars
Preparing to run from the storm
Others preparing to shelter-in-place,
Hoping the storm will turn away
Outer bands begin coming ashore
Bringing water from the sky and the Gulf
Providing a taste of things to come
As cars head north, one is headed south
With baby to be born
Arriving at the Medical Center
The delivery process begins
Outside the winds gain strength
Choreographed with mother’s labor
Moving toward a crescendo of life
Suddenly, there is peace and calm
As a baby is born in the eye of the storm
A prince of strength – symbol of the storm
A prince of peace – symbol of the eye
Forever in the eye of the storm.
kenne (Written for James, September 9, 2009)
“Galveston Years” — Computer Art by kenne
“And you know that she will trust you
For you’ve touched her perfect body with your mind.”
— Leonard Cohn
