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Between Men And Women   Leave a comment

Joy and Kenne-72-art-Edit-4-72Joy and Kenne

Between Men and Women

I continue to search for the magic,

the magic relationship combination —

luck, romance, and harmony.

There are many formulas,

but they all seem rather glib:

work as a team, compromise,

‘doing your own thing,’

living separate lives under one roof,

all part of an invisible code.

Still, poets write of past muses

and fantasize future romantic

relationships in the games people play.

— kenne

Capturing The Moment — Just Like The White-Winged Dove   2 comments

Desert Museum

Desert MuseumOne of the signs of spring in the Sonoran Desert is the return of the white-winged doves. — Image by kenne

 

edge of seventeen
by Stevie Nicks

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Who who who
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

And the days go by
Like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby
Nothin’ else mattered

He was no more than a baby then
Well he seemed broken hearted
Something within him
But the moment that I first laid
Eyes on him all alone
On the edge of seventeen

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song 
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

I went today maybe I will go again
Tomorrow
And the music there it was hauntingly
Familiar
And I see you doing 
What I try to do for me
With the words from a poet
And the voice from a choir
And a melody nothing else mattered

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

The clouds never expect it
When it rains
But the sea changes colors
But the sea 
Does not change
And so with the slow graceful flow
Of age
I went forth with an age old
Desire to please
On the edge of seventeen

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

Well then suddenly 
There was no one left standing
In the hall yeah yeah
In a flood of tears 
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Oh I went searchin’ for an answer,
Up the stairs and down the hall
Not to find an answer
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird singing
Come away come away

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

Well I hear you in the morning
And I hear you
At nightfall
Sometime to be near you
Is to be unable to hear you
My love
I’m a few years older than you

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

(Click here to listen to “edge of seventeen”)

Capturing The Moment — Kika’s Space   6 comments

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Kika’s Space — Image by kenne

Misc Photos March 2010Anyone who has a cat will recognize this image. It’s their nature to be in the middle of whatever you are doing.

Being a blogger, I have noticed that many bloggers share photos of their cat(s). The other day when I saw yet another blogger cat image, Kika was in her usual place asleep in a position similar to the blogger’s cat. So, I captured the above image — cats being cats!

kenne

Standing In Solitude   1 comment

Standing In Solitude — Image by kenne

Together we stand

A moment of solitude

Strong relationships.

kenne

Gather Up The Fragments   Leave a comment

expectationsart-iv-web1Monday Morning Delight

Each Monday morning I receive an email from Roy Williams, the wizard behind the curtain at the Wizard Academy.  This morning’s was titled, “Gather Up the Fragments,” a line from John 6:1-13.  Roy asks the question, “Have you ever stopped to “gather up the fragments” of your life?”

If we believe that ”becoming is superior to being,” then the process of becoming is that of “gathering up the fragments,” so that we may become whole. Whatever has been broken, whatever has been missing, whatever has been disconnected, whatever has been lost, needs to be gathered.  The cookie crumbs are as important as the cookie.

Living this principle is easy to accept in the context being – the moment. What happens when the moment becomes the past? Unresolved fragments, as Williams states, may be come “shrapnel” as we try to maintain a sense of becoming whole. His answer is, “Negotiate your broken places. They allow for new connections.”

As in the universe, all fragments dance in harmony as we move forward in time. Nothing is truly ever lost. We either choose not to see them, or the original act has crossed beyond the horizon.  Either way, these fragments are no longer a part of what we may perceive to be real.  We can change this perception by allowing what we see to include the eyes of others.  By looking through the eyes of others we are able to see the world as it truly is, a bright mosaic.

Bright mosaics are made from gathered fragments.
Broken. Colorful. Unique.

Just like the pattern of your life.

Negotiate your broken places.
They allow for new connections.

Appreciate the weirdness of your past.
It adds color to your future.

Celebrate your personal heritage.
It beats the hell out of whining.

— Roy Williams

kenne

(Image: “Expectations IV” by kenne)

Relationships II   Leave a comment

Relationships II

Rocks, dirt, plant,
plastic container
wood supported.

Created yesterday,
art for today,
poetry for tomorrow.

That’s all there is,
. . .except water
and an old cat.

kenne

(Photo Set)

Posted May 15, 2008 by kenneturner in Poetry

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