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Christmas Day Clouds   Leave a comment

Christmas Clouds-art-blogChristmas Day Clouds Forcast Rain with Snow in the Mountains Around Tucson — Photo-Artistry by kenne

A Desert Christmas Day

The morning sun drives rays
of light through the canyon peaks.
The wind is beginning to pick-up
pushing parts of the sky together
opening windows to the heavens
through which life’s passions erupt in
stories becoming the makings of myths.

— kenne

How The Turkey Vulture Saved The World   Leave a comment

Turkey Vultures (1 of 1)-4 Artblog framedAnother Sign Of Spring, Turkey Vultures Overnight by the Tanque Verde Wash — Computer Painting by kenne

“In the time of the ancients,
the sun moved close to the earth
making life unsustainable.
Where upon all animals gathered
to see what could be done,
deciding the sun had to be moved.
One by one attempts were made
to move the sun.

Some, like the fox,
used his mouth
to pull the sun away,
but it was so hot
and he had to stop,
leaving his mouth black
still to this day.

 Next, the opossum tried
moving the sun with his tail,
but he too had to stop,
for the sun was too hot,
leaving his tail bald
still to this day.

Seeing all this,
being the most powerful
and beautiful of birds,
the vulture feared the earth
would soon burn up.
So, she bravely placed her
head against the sun,
flying high into the heavens.

Even with her crown
of feathers burning,
she never stopped
until the sun was far away
and the earth was safe.

Now you know
how the vulture
saved the world
and lost her
magnificent feathers
still to this day.”

This is my telling of a native American myth.

kenne

My Dear Mountains — A Poem   5 comments

Country Club Vist Drive-7815 blogRain In The Mountains: Tanuri Ridge View — Image by kenne

The above image was taken after returning from hiking on Mt. Lemmon. Our morning hike was without rain, however, upon my return from the higher elevations of the Santa Catalina’s, I could see the rain clouds adding to the over 17 inches since the beginning of the summer rainy season (the last two months) — while the Tanuri Ridge community has only received about 2 inches. I call it the good, the bad and the beautiful!

My Dear Mountains

Everyday I try to say,
To say words describing
My attraction to you.

Exploring the reasons,
The reasons why
You nurture my well-being.

Is it your dance,
The dance you perform
In and around me?

Is it the call,
The call of Echo
The voice of last words?

Is it the view,
The view
of the shadowed canyons?

Is it the chiseled outlined,
The chiseled outlined
against the Sonoran sky?

Is it the hikes,
The hikes I take
In you shadows?

Is it crown clouds,
Crown clouds
that cradle your peaks?

Is it the colors,
The colors captured
from the sunset?

Is it the blue-blackness,
The blue-blackness weighed
Against the moonlit sky?

Is it night lightning,
Night lightning
That ignites you?

Is it your past,
Your past
that holds the future?

Is it a reflection,
A reflection of my being
My self-image that I love?

Is it all things,
All things
That connect us?

Is it the answers,
The answers you share
When we are together?

Is it the why,
The why
I ask questions?

Is it my words,
The words in the questions
you repeat after me?

So many questions,
Questions only we
Can answer together.

Everyday I try,
I try to become
By being near you.

It is our being together,
Being together that
Enables my existence.

Everyday I try,
I try to say words
That echo the essence of existence.

— kenne

Country Club Vist Drive-7819 blogImage by kenne

Sonoran Desert Elves   4 comments

Sonoran Desert Elf Hole — Image by kenne

The Sonoran Desert
is an exceptional place,
at once a mythical
and mysterious land.
One little known story,
occasionally heard echoing
through the mountain canyons,
is that of the ageless
Sonoran Elves.

Not your common elves,
but rather well-to-do old elves
of good physical endurance,
clear and quick wit,
traversing between worlds –
real and imaginary.

As a “tweener,”
I was born between
the real and the imaginary,
possessing the elf name
Angaráto Sáralondë —
I first noticed signs
of these desert elves
in the holes
of burnt desert trees.

Although preferring to
stay in the comfort
of their tree holes
the Sonoran Elves,
able to take on
average
 human height,
can be seen hiking
the canyon trails.

Warning:
they will attack threats
with great fury and strength!

kenne

Another Fastforward to the Past   1 comment

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Friends of The Blues — alive,

holding on to the past

so there will be a future.

Some of the friends are gone

leaving behind stories

forming lessons in

a mythic image

for future generations.

kenne

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Posted September 23, 2009 by kenneturner in Blues, Friends, Photography

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