Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Tag
Mourning Doves In The Morning Sunlight (Sabino Canyon Recreational Area) — Image by kenne
“For most of us, there is only the unattended
Moment, the moment in and out of time,
The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight,
The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning
Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply
That it is not heard at all, but you are the music
While the music lasts.”
— from Four Quartets, by T. S. Eliot
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Photo-Artistry by kenne
To Make Soft . . .
Words,
words have feelings
Feelings,
feelings are everything
Struggling,
struggling to share feelings
Placing,
placing petitions of desire
Door,
door of your heart
Shut,
shut not the door
Love,
love will concur
Scorn,
scorn not what we do
Looking,
looking for peace of mind
Truth,
truth will set us free
Explaining,
explaining not what is real
Complicated,
complicated for the weak
Knowing,
knowing not our time to go
Lifetime,
lifetime is no time at all
— kenne
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Old Town Lincoln, Alabama — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Most streets in Lincoln
were paved in the late ’40s
turning into gravel and clay
just outside Lincoln Station.
I was surprised to see
some of the buildings
still standing fifty years
after leaving this small town.
A place an adventurist kid
could take risks and survive —
a village by any other name
in northeast Alabama.
— kenne
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Twin Towers (Saguaro Cactus’ In Saguaro National Park-East, January 3, 2020)
— Image by kenne
There is something
about hiking
in the desert —
I’ve met that
something.
If your heart
was like mine
you would get it
and be with me.
— kenne
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A Morning Hike In Saguaro National Park Hike-East (01/03/20)– Image by kenne
On the trail a morning haze
Slowly disappears as the sun
Lifts over the mountains
Across rocks and cactus
Leaving behind still air
Warmed as the sun
Moves desert shadows
Plants shinning with dew
A picture I try to capture
Lost in the passing moment
Hiking the desert trails
Looking down the miles
Collecting memories
To be lost with time
But not in mind.
— kenne
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Cactus Wren — Image by kenne
Lonely wren
high atop a saguaro
resting on spins
no drops of blood
only manipulating
carefully while
coolly surveying
the desert floor
against a cloudless sky.
— kenne
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Male Phainopepla In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
The first phainopepla encased
in black feathers, and plastic
flew into the morning sunlight.
— kenne
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