Archive for the ‘Ravens’ Tag
Love Birds — Photo-artistry by kenne
Life Is a Poem
Life is a poem, not written in lines,
but walked in winds, in roots, in signs—
in acts that echo canyon walls,
in leaps, in loss, in sudden calls.
Not crafted solely out of speech,
but in the places words can’t reach—
the morning’s hush, the falling rain,
the joy that rises after pain.
I move through days like verse unfolds,
not always neat, not always told.
Yet something vast moves deep within—
a rhythm wide as where I’ve been.
And so I walk, and so I try,
to live in tune with earth and sky—
each breath, each step, a sacred part
of that great poem beyond the heart.
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Love Birds (Two Ravens On An Olive Tree Limb) — Image by kenne
Like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free
Like a worm on a hook
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee
— from Bird On A Wire by Leonard Cohen
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Ravens Gathering On The Ridge — Image by kenne
Ravens on the ridge
Gather for the funeral
Death is without end.
— kenne
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A Pair of Ravens: Birds of the Darkness — Image by kenne
Birds of the darkness
Tired of groping in the dark
Ravens stole the sun.
— kenne
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Raven Lovebirds On Christmas Eve — Photo-Artistry by kenne
two ravens in a tree
on Christmas Eve
showing affection
bobbing heads in
silent communication
when with a quick nod
one flies off signaling
the other to follow —
contemplate the void
suddenly my eyes blear.
— kenne
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“Two Ravens” — Grunge Art by kenne
Two ravens find love
Sharing many emotions —
Together for life.
Known as a jokester
This black bird of nevermore —
Messenger for gods.
The bird’s intense gaze
depicting evil to some —
souls of wicked priests.
Disregard the myths
Of dark pressing messages —
nevermore to break.
— kenne
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The first gallery of photos was taken on the SCVN Friday hike in Pima Canyon (November 6, 2015). During the hike we notice a flock of ravens, not a common sight since raven tend to be solitary or in pairs. So, later in the day I did a little research on ravens. The best answer I could find for why ravens might flock together was that of young migrating ravens.
(Click on any of the images for a larger view in a slideshow format.)
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Young Ravens may form juvenile flocks or “gangs”, which helps them when they are foraging for food. They actually play together, flying and catching objects in the air. They will make their own toys for entertainment, play with wolves or dogs in a game of chase, and even slide down snow hills — interesting!
Like many people, I’m fascinated by these very intelligent birds and take photos of them at every opportunity. Here are a few.
kenne
Images by kenne
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“The Three Wise Ravens” — Computer Art by kenne
*****
Tis the season of wonder,
the time of the golden dawn.
Three magi all in black,
barriers of exotic wisdom.
Ancient philosophers and priests
carefully phrasing their questions,
In union with good thought,
in word and in deed.
It is between these that
wise men choose what is right.
*****
Peace and Goodwill To All,
Happy Holidays!
kenne & joy
(Originally posted December 21, 2011)
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“Love Birds” — Images by kenne
Mournful Raven
A woeful morning call,
Sadness? Loneliness? Lustfulness?
Not recognizable by my ear.
At a distance another call,
The familiar sound of a raven
Answering the morning call.
Landing next to the other;
Touching, kissing, loving —
Embracing sounds of silence.
— kenne
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Now that you have me out on a limb,can we talk? — Image by kenne
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“Two Ravens” — Images by kenne
Hugnin and Munin
Thoughts look to the future
Memories to the past
Both are ravens
And neither will last
Both will pluck out your eyes
Should you ever forget
Both are ravens
And neither relent
Their terror is matched
By only their might and their splendor
Both are ravens
Who always return to their sender
Without thought a fool
Memories loss is un-birth
Both are ravens
And each may fall to the earth
One is truth
And one is fiction
Both are ravens
Neither offer protection
Thought is harsh
And memory kind
Both are ravens
And neither are mine
Rob W. Hansen
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