Storm Clouds Over The Mountains — Image by kenne
Thunder far away
like a drum
warming up.
The desert waits—
patient as stone—
for the first drop
to strike the dust
and turn it
into hope.
— kenne
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Monsoon Memories 1 comment
Storm Clouds — Image by kenne
Monsoon memories
Dark clouds, thunder, and lightning
Imposed a pattern.
— kenne
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Hawley Lake On the Fort Apache Indian Reservation in the White Mountains — Image by kenne
Cow grazes near shore
Storms build over the mountains
Lake now down two feet.
— kenne
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Dramatic Storm Clouds In the Desert at Sunset (Tanuri Ridge) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
— W. B. Yeats
What’s the connection between the photo and the Yeats poem? None, other than they are both dramatic. — kenne
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Storm Clouds Over The Santa Catalina Mountains (09/06/14) — Image by kenne
“And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath
the wheels of routine—and before we know it our lives are
gone. What does a man need—really need? A few pounds
of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in—
and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of
accomplishment. That’s all—in the material sense, and we know it.”
— Sterling Hayden
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Storm Clouds Over The Santa Catalina Mountains — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Between the poles of the conscious and the unconscious,
there has the mind made a swing:
Thereon hang all beings and all worlds,
and that swing never ceases its sway.
— Kabir
