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Two-Tailed Swallowtail Butterfly — Image by kenne
Mt. Lemmon in August
At least once or twice a week
We escape the desert heat
Driving the twisting highway
Where saguaros and dried
Desert plants cover the landscape.
Monsoon rains have soaked
The mountains not making it
To the lower elevations where
False expectations continue
To drive our conversations.
With each mountain road turn
The vegetation changes, first
The oak-grassland followed by
The pine-oak woodlands, chaparral
And the pine forest biomes.
A world apart from the desert below
Enjoying the cool mountain air
Clouds begin moving almost
Without motion soon the wind
Blows through the tall ponderosas.
Yet how gentle it seems the hikers
Knowing everything was just
A moment unable to conceive
The skyline on the ridge broken
By a darkening sky about to rupture.
— kenne
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Bee On A Thistle — Image by kenne
Bee on a thistle
Digging for nature’s juices
Growing and changing.
— kenne
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Grunge Art by kenne
Let anyone that has
an eye for beauty
take a view of the thistle.
Its grace and symmetry
will but complement
a string of pearls near
her exposed cleavage
to which we share
music and a glass of wine.
— kenne
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Bee on Thistle Grunge Art by kenne
Roses are red,
violets are blue,
we need bees, and
bees need you!
— Friends of the Earth
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Grunge Art Butterfly (Two-tailed Swallowtail) by kenne
YELLOW
In the beginning, oh, long before that.
When light was deciding who should be in and who should be out of the spectrum.
Yellow was in trouble.
Even then it seems that green, you know how green can be, didn’t want yellow in.
Some silly primal envy I suppose, but for whatever cause, the effect was bad on yellow.
And caused yellow to weep yellow tears for several eternals, before there were years.
Until blue heard what was up between green and yellow and took green aside for a serious talk,
in which blue pointed out that if yellow and blue were to get together,
not that they would but if they did (a gentle threat),
they could make their own green.
“Ooh” said green with some understanding.
Naturally by a sudden change of hue green saw the light and yellow got in.
It worked out fine,
yellow got lemons and green got limes.
— transcribed from Ken Nordine’s jazz and word poem, Yellow
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“Clear for Landing” — Image by kenne
Lured by her color,
the bee prepares for landing
crying purple tears.
— kenne
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Thistle (Sabino Canyon, March 17, 2016) — Image by kenne
I like to think
a thistle is an educated weed
that likes growing
where people want something else.
— kenne
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Two-tailed Swallowtail, Just Grunge ‘n’ — Grunge Composition by kenne
You might cross your burning deserts
You might walk your path alone
And a sudden storm may blind you
Shake your spirit to the bone
Seeking shelter for a weary heart
A place to rest, a place to hide
Then somewhere down your troubled road
You find a place where love abides
— from “Love Abides” by Tom Russell
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Bumblebee On a Thistle — Compositions by kenne
Photography
is all about light,
composition and,
most importantly,
emotion.
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Thistle and Bees — Images by kenne
Your beauty will fade
A time nature determines
Never in my eyes.
— kenne
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No competition here!
What are all you guys doing here? — Images by kenne
And now you ask in your heart,
“How shall we distinguish that which is good in pleasure from that which is not good?”
Go to your fields and your gardens, and you shall learn that it is the pleasure of the bee to gather honey of the flower,
But it is also the pleasure of the flower to yield its honey to the bee.
For to the bee a flower is a fountain of life,
And to the flower a bee is a messenger of love,
And to both, bee and flower, the giving and the receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.
People of Orphalese, be in your pleasures like the flowers and the bees.
Extract from Kahlil Gibran’s The Prophet
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Arizona Thistle (Cirsium arizonicum) — Images by kenne
This flower is loved by hummingbirds.
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Bee and Thistle Image by kenne
purple, yellow, black
bee lands softly on thistle
nature’s awesome hues
— Sandra T.
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Psychedelic Thistle — Image by kenne
— psychedelic thistle
On the Catalina’s
highest points
“thistles spike
the summer air “
now captured
in my mind’s eye
this Scottish rose
becomes my muse
as I raise a glass
of whiskey
to the dancing maids
of the highlands
in festive colors
that warm my blood
coloring different parts
of my brain
each overflowing
into the other
altering my state
of awareness
creating a new flow
yet another
basis of reality.
kenne
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Bee And Thistle — Image by kenne
How Doth the Little Busy Bee
by Isaac Watts
How doth the little busy bee
Improve each shining hour,
And gather honey all the day
From every opening flower!
How skilfully she builds her cell!
How neat she spreads the wax!
And labors hard to store it well
With the sweet food she makes.
In works of labor or of skill,
I would be busy too;
For Satan finds some mischief still
For idle hands to do.
In books, or work, or healthful play,
Let my first years be passed,
That I may give for every day
Some good account at last.
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— psychedelic thistle
On the Catalina’s
highest points
“thistles spike
the summer air “
now captured
in my mind’s eye
this Scottish rose
becomes my muse
as I raise a glass
of whiskey
to the dancing maids
of the highlands
in festive colors
that warm my blood
coloring different parts
of my brain
each overflowing
into the other
altering my state
of awareness
creating a new flow
yet another
basis of reality.
kenne
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