Grand Canyon Raven (October 2021) — Image by kenne
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Raven In A Winter Wonderland 3 comments
Raven In A Winter Wonderland — Image by kenne
Create the picture you wish to show
Relieve my mind before I blow.
Use my hand,
I’ll take the chance,
I trust you with my mind and limb
Sing to me your silent hymn
Sedate me with your loving trance,
Trace your world upon this pale land.
— from A Raven In The Snow by AemmaBella
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Neutral Touches Interwoven Leave a comment
Sabino Canyon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
I am a lone raven high
above the canyon wall
circling up, then down
as hikers make their way
on the old mule trail up
to a series of switch-backs
opening into a meadow
where many options prevail
going east, going west
before turning back north
to the mountain called Lemmon.
I am a lone raven blessed
to fly above other mortals
circling up, then down
but still, I work hard to fly
seeing images of life below
inspiration of an alien being
a curious extrovert, I call out
taken as a signal by some
just a lot of noise by others
still unnoticed by others
neutral touches interwoven.
— kenne
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Raven At Cienega Creek — Photo Essay 3 comments
Raven At Cienega Creek — Photo Essay by kenne
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Nevermore Its Name Leave a comment
Raven — Grunge Art by kenne
Nevermore its name
A fittingly cloudy day
Deep into darkness.
— kenne
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Raven On A Rock Leave a comment
Raven On A Rock with Bearded penstemon Wildflowers — Image by kenne
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Beware 2 comments
Raven — Photo-Artistry by kenne
. . . beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average
but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect . . .
— from The Genious of the Crowd by Charles Bukowski
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Raven — The Town Cryer Leave a comment
“The Town Cryer” — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Poetry is read by the lovers of poetry
and heard by some move they coax to the cafe
or the district library for a bifocal reading.
Lovers of poetry may total a million people
on the whole planet. Fewer than the players of skat.
— from “The Instrument” by Les Murray
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Mountain Cabin 3 comments
Mountain Cabin — Digital Painting by kenne
A red cabin stands
At the far end of the trail
Below Mt. Lemmon —
A big black dog
With his chain stretched,
Barking.
A smell of coffee,
She calls the dog
Back to the porch
As a nearby raven
Seems to echo her,
Calling.
— kenne
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A Raven Morning 2 comments
A Raven Morning — Grunge Art by kenne
A raven morning
Darkness is fading away
But leave us the wind.
— kenne
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Raven In The Snow 1 comment
Raven In the Snow — Computer Painting by kenne
A wet snow fell on the mountains
clinging to the pine needles
on a silent, dark night.
By dawn, the clouds were gone
leaving behind an icing
in the high country
where the sun awakens
a picture perfect landscape
and the ravens announce,
. . . “Good Morning America.”
— kenne
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Raven on High — Grunge Art by kenne
raven on high
landing
on an agave flower
casting
a death shadow
linking
the demon
talking
to the wind
waiting
for wind currents
lifting off
free to sore high
performing skilled
aerobatic maneuvers
combining
loops and rolls
seeking intensity
not for show, just for fun
— kenne
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Raven — Grunge Art Leave a comment
Raven — Grunge Art by kenne
Raven — Grunge Art by kenne
“Hey,” said Shadow.
“Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are.”
The bird turned, head tipped,
suspiciously, on one side,
and it stared at him with bright eyes.
“Say ‘Nevermore,'” said Shadow.
“Fuck you,” said the raven.”
— Neil Gaiman
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The Raven Calls 3 comments
The Raven Calls — Grunge Composition by kenne
let me tell you
hell is built
piece by piece
brick by brick
around
you.
it’s a gradual,
not a rapid
process.
we build our
own
inferno,
blame
others.
but hell is
hell.
wordly hell is
hell.
my hell and
your
hell.
our
hell.
hell, hell,
hell.
the song of
hell.
putting your
shoes on
in the
morning,
hell.
— Charles Bukowski
Grunge Composition by kenne
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Raven’s Drinking Fountain 2 comments
observe the raven
drinking among the breakage
at Tlaquepaque.
“Raven’s Drinking Fountain” — Images by kenne
where courtyards offer
a cuisine of art and soul
under cottonwoods.
— kenne
One of the Tlaquepaque Courtyards — Image by kenne
Becoming is Superior to Being 