Archive for the ‘Southern Arizona’ Tag
Southern Arizona Winter Fenceline Painting by kenne
I love fences
while loving
entrances,
a reflection
of my being
in a world
of contrasts
and opposites.
— kenne
Cattle Watering Hole In Southern Arizona — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Once beautiful desert grassland,
Now destroyed by cattle raising
On land unable to sustain
The native desert environment
Draining the groundwater levels in a
World of “pay me now, or pay me later.”
— kenne
Desert Mountains of southern Arizona — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Towards the blue mountains,
a place shadowed by dark spaces
leaving a sort of a loneliness —
instead a Zen window where
thoughts become poetry
though never in a book
where true poems flee
into a world of deep silence.
— kenne
“Old Watering Hole” — Black & White Image by kenne
OTHERSIDE OF NOWHERE
Still dusty and dry
the old place ain’t
what it used to be.
In the desert it’s hot
Thirsty for summer rains —
Yesterday was windy.
Vultures circle above
I turn away only to look back
Disappearing into clear air.
The mountains sweep up
As if floating a gray color
Over the old corral.
Soft breeze at mid-day
Vanes slowly turning
The noisy water pump.
A shadow network
Of the sunshine moves
Across dry sandy ground.
I cut down an agave stalk
To become my walking stick —
An old phase made real.
High on the ridge-side
I follow my own trail
To the otherside of nowhere.
— kenne
Image by kenne
Insolation Controls in the Age of Anthropocene
(Understanding Global Warming for Nonbelievers)
anthropocene
newly coined
unknown to
joe the Plumber
a new human
condition
argued as
invalid
only to be
based
on the invalid
alignment of
insolations
maxima and minima
questioning the new
condition
of our condition
— kenne
Western Corral — Image by kenne
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome,
dangerous, leading to most amazing view.
May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
— Edward Abbey
“Sonoran Heat” — Computer Painting by kenne
The Path of Dreams
There were no trails where I walk.
I walk the desert, poor and broke
thinking of family in Mexico.
Continuing north, I make a path
around the cactus and desert brush.
The sun, still low in the east,
temperature now rising faster
than the morning sun.
Low in water, I find an
old mesquite tree to rest
in its shade until late afternoon.
Then, I will continue following
the path of my dreams —
carefully watching for
green and white trucks.
— kenne
View From Colossal Cave: Vail, Arizona (Children and Grandchildren: Dave, Katelyn, Jaxon, Kate, and Nick) — Image by kenne
Broken Fence — Computer Art by kenne
“Society is indeed a contract. Subordinate contracts for objects of
mere occasional interest may be dissolved at pleasure – but the
state ought not to be considered as nothing better than a
partnership agreement in a trade of pepper and coffee, calico, or
tobacco, or some other such low concern, to be taken up for a little
temporary interest, and to be dissolved by the fancy of the parties.
It is to be looked on with other reverence because it is not a
partnership in things subservient only to the gross animal
existence of a temporary and perishable nature.”
— Edmund Burke
Sunset with El Nino Clouds Moving Into The Tucson Basin (January 3, 2016) — Image by kenne
Rain is forecasted for the week.
Apple Annie’s — Grunge Art
Ornate Tree Lizard on Olive Tree — Image by kenne
Difficult to see
Black, gray, brown matches the tree
Until there’s movement.
— kenne
Doubtful Canyon in the Peloncillo Mountains (December 2012) — Fisheye Art by kenne
Riding the stagecoach
Days of Geronimo past
Through Doubtful Canyon.
kenne
(We will be driving through the Peloncillo’s today, May 12, 2015, on our way from Ft. Stockton to Tucson.
First posted December 8, 2012)
Male and Female House Finch — Image by kenne
Their twittering song
Turned my head above the creek,
Sing on little friends.
— kenne