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Time, Light, Photos, and Windmill   Leave a comment

Time, Light, Photos, and Windmill — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Not a museum 

Time, Light, Photos, and Windmill

It can feel like it.

— kenne


Tucson Time   Leave a comment

A Tucson Sunset — B&W by kenne

The power of stories

and sunsets become

daily escape hatches

from the tragic realities 

of human existence.

— kenne

The Dominant Themes of Life   Leave a comment

Mt. Lemmon Western Sneezeweed — Image by kenne

The Dominant Themes of Life

Time present
Time past
Time Future

— kenne

First Time Fishing   4 comments

Fishing From the Boat Dock — Photo-Artistry by kenne

No bait,
only a bullet weight 

on the end of the line — 
does it really
matter to the boy?

A quiet boy
in a world
all his own
where silence
creates inwardness.

He was six
when this
was taken all
those years ago.

It’s easy to
wonder what he
was thinking —

‘what’ doesn’t matter
for they were pure.

It is these
sliced out of time —
melancholy with
all its charms.

Moments exist,

everything in life
would all happen
at once.

By watching and
connecting with
everything around me,
I have become a
connoisseur of empathy.

— kenne

Time   Leave a comment

Hand of Time — Photo-Art by kenne

Our Bias

The hour-glass whispers to the lion’s paw,
The clock-towers tell the gardens day and night,
How many errors Time has patience for,
How wrong they are in being always right.

Yet Time, however loud its chimes or deep,
However fast its falling torrent flows,
Has never put the lion off his leap
Nor shaken the assurance of the rose.

For they, it seems, care only for success:
While we choose words according to their sound
And judge a problem by its awkwardness;

And Time with us was always popular.
When have we not preferred some going round
To going straight to where we are?

— W.H. Auden

Death On A Sabino Canyon Trail   Leave a comment

Death On A Sabino Canyon Trail — Image by kenne

We name time when we say:

every thing has its time.

This means:

everything which actually is,

every being comes and goes at the right time

and remains for a time during the time allotted to it.

Every thing has its time.

— Martin Heidegger

I Know What Time It Is — Beep!   Leave a comment


Ken Nordine Album Cover: “How Are Things In Your Town?” 1972

Growing up in the Chicago area as a teen and young adult, I often would listen to a late night jazz on the radio. One of the shows was that of Ken Nordine reading his poetry while playing jazz. He has one of the best radio voices anywhere. You may have heard his voice and didn’t know who it was, since, over the years, he has done a lot of voice-over TV commercials. Since his radio show in the sixties, he has done several Word Jazz albums. One of his albums is “How Are Things In Your Town,” which includes “What Time Is It?”

I have always been preoccupied with time even though I know the concept of time is something created by humans. Time does not exist. Let, without it what would we do.


Posted September 27, 2020 by kenneturner in Information

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Time   2 comments

Sunset On Blackett's RidgeTime– Image by kenne

Left behind as the sun rushes toward a destiny,

time does not flow in a continuous stream

from past into future like the position of the sun

as we begin to feel foolish waiting for it to set.


The present moment is part of what’s about to happen,

“now” becoming a prologue to more things to come

giving us more room to stay in the moment

and your future, a past you remember.

— kenne


The Passage Of Time   6 comments

Saguaro Cactus B&W blog“Statue of Death” — Image by kenne

All time is created equal,
but we don’t use it equally.
Some are livin’ on Tulsa time,
while others in a New York minute.

My time is your time,
but it is not mine to give.
You can’t give away
something that isn’t yours.

…unless you share the moment.

— kenne

“some moments are nice,
some are 
some are even worth

writing about.” 

― Charles Bukowski, War All the Time

Hello Little Bird, Did You Remember To “Spring Forward”?   3 comments

Desert Museum-9810 hello little birdImage by kenne

We humans focus too much on time, so much so that when a first grader was being told about daylight savings time and the way you remember whether it’s time to turn the clocks back or forward — think fall back in the Fall and spring forward in the Spring, she asked, “Who tells the birds to spring forward?” Of course the question, like most children’s questions provided for a teaching opportunity — birds don’t need clocks to tell them it’s time to get up or time to go to sleep. 

And then there’s Arizona. The time zones across the United States all sprung forward today, but not Arizona. Like the birds, we follow nature’s clock — no spring forward and falling back for us. Since I come from generations of farmers, my wakeup time is earlier with the passing of each day – no sudden change to my body clock. As a result, I still hear the morning dove calls and see the return of the Western Screech Owl to roust under our entrance way. Life continues to change while staying the same.

Oh, if you live on the east coast, don’t be calling us at 8:00am, EDT!



Sharing The Moment   2 comments

Seven Falls 01-27-12“Sharing The Moment” — Image by kenne

All time is created equal,
but we don’t use it equally.

Some are livin’ on Tulsa time,
others in a New York minute.

My time is your time,
but it is not mine to give.

You can’t give away
something that isn’t yours.

you share the moment.

— kenne

Wheel Stuck In Time   5 comments

Sedona & Talking Stick Resort“Wheel Stuck In Time” — Image by kenne

The tolling bell
Measures time not our time, rung by the unhurried
Ground swell, a time
Older than the time of chronometers, older
Than time counted by anxious worried women
Lying awake, calculating the future,
Trying to unweave, unwind, unravel
And piece together the past and the future,
Between midnight and dawn, when the past is all deception,
The future futureless, before the morning watch
When time stops and time is never ending

— from T.S. Eliot’s “The Dry Salvages”

Look Around, Art Is Where You Find It   3 comments

MMM 02-04-13Image by kenne

seeds jettisoned

dizzily dancing

riding the wind

capsules abandoned

doors remain open

attraction lost

to the ages

now it’s time

to turn the page

you know it ain’t easy

to see another view

but, these feelings

won’t go away

echoing off all tomorrows

echoing . . .

echoing . . .


It’s The Hands Of Time Capture The Moment   Leave a comment

“The Hands of Time” — Image by kenne


The hands of time –
We think about it
We write about it
We sing about it
We dream about it.

The hands of time –
Sand replacing sun
Hands replacing sand
Crystal replacing hands
Atoms replacing Crystal.

The hands of time –
We are all timekeepers
We observe it
We measure it
We capture the moment.

The hands of time –
To structure reality
Separating what was
From what is
And what will be.

The hands of time –
Measure human existence
In a moment of being
Divide by something gone
From something missing.

The hands of time –
Programmed to receive
Locked in timeout
We can check-out
But can never leave!”


Making Time For The Ages   Leave a comment

“Making Time For The Ages” — Image by kenne

Posted September 2, 2011 by kenneturner in Art, Blues, Philosophy

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