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The Reader   Leave a comment

joy45sawmill-iii-art-blogThe Reader — Computer Art by kenne

Many things have changed
Not soon the reading to pass — 
Her pastime buddy.

— kenne

A Visitor In The Old Neighborhood   3 comments

The Woodlands Heron _2015 05 05_0632_edited-2 blogWe drove through Copperknoll, our old neighborhood in The Woodlands, Texas and spotted another visitor.
— Heron image by kenne (May 5, 2015)

I mozy, do you?
Long legs moving straight ahead,
Waddle side to side.

— kenne

I awaken in time . . .   Leave a comment

The Woodlands_2015 05 05_0636_edited-1Magnolia blogSouthern Magnoia Blossom — Image by kenne

I awaken in time for an

early morning run,

magnolia blossoms opening

in the muggy east Texas air

moving in from the gulf

pushed by squall lines

full of moisture dropping occasionally

as I ran the Kingwood streets

lined with excessively large homes

and yards carved carefully

out of the woods,

having created a tragedy

of what was home

for what was meant to be

before society

forgot what it means

to embrace existence

without creating

self-imposed angst

in an irrational universe –

I keep on running

and running

and running

and running

— kenne

“You Can’t See Main Street from Wall Street” — Six Years Out   1 comment

daves-crawfish-boil-6084-overlay-blogDave Pierce — Images & Video by kenne

daves-crawfish-boil-6090-blogApril 12, 2009 Dave had friends and family over for a crawfish boil, after which he played guitar and sang some of his songs.  One of the songs was the recently written, “You Can’t See Main Street from Wall Street.”

Chorus
You can’t see Main Street from Wall Street, any more.
The wolves of Manhattan keep us Standards, Poor.
A trillion more dollars, just borrowed on time.
But who signed your name, on the long dotted line ?
kenne
(Click here to see Flickr photo set)

Photos Found, But Never Lost   3 comments

The Woodlands, Texas, October 10, 2004 — Images by kenne
(CLICK ON ANY OF THE IMAGES TO SEE A LARGER VIEW IN A SLIDESHOW FORMAT.)

After Virginia passed away this past April, I began going through photos to have in a video. I thought I had identified all family images with her, however, recently I was looking for an old document and discovered untitled images misfiled in a folder, “Master Plan ISD.”  I wonder how many others I may have misfiled. 

Lost Photos, Now Found

Not lost until they were found —

Found, but never lost.

— kenne

Four Years Out   3 comments

kenne-kika-joy-on-patio-arriving_20100621_1287-blog-ii 2014 framedKenne, Kika & Joy On Empty Patio (June 21, 2010)

Looking back on our move from The Woodlands, Texas to Tucson, I’m not sure which one of us may have experienced the most anxiety. One might think it would have been the cat, Kika (who passed away this past December), but Joy would probably argue that point. In many ways we have adjusted well to our new home, town and friends. 

Now we are starting our fifth year here, longer than most friends and family would have predicted, especially since Joy has not grown to love southern Arizona as I have — we may very well be considering a different five-year plan after this year. 

The four years we have lived here have allowed us to experience most of the things we took into consideration in making the decision to make the move: a new adventure, closer to Joy’s mother and siblings.  We are now moving into our fifth year in the Catalina Foothills, not yet knowing what will be driving our next five-year plan, which is why I share again the following poem, “Birthday.” The poem could have very easily been titled, “Life.”

Turned around,
Here am I.

Knowing how,
Not the why.

Never one to be,
Part of the pack

Keep following,
Wind at my back.

Young in heart,
Old in age.

Feeling the itch,
Pacing the cage.

Inner peace,
Knowing the thou.

Learning to write,
Thesis of now.

Turned around,
Found love.

Living the moment,
Free as a dove.

Still learning,
When to talk.

Listening for,
Beat of the walk.

Reality is now,
Truth in the heart.

Singing the knowledge,
Requiem to smart.

Turned around,
Found beauty in art.

Traveling the future,
With Dylan and Descartes.

Satisfying my wonderlust,
Following only the wind.

Traveling this earth,
With little left behind.

— kenne

Meltdown, Revisited   Leave a comment

Fountain ShotsMeltdown (First Posted October 30, 2008) — Image by kenne

Troglodytes can hide
Dismissing facts of the meltdown
Ignorance is dire.
— kenne

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