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Sonoran Sunset # 3931   Leave a comment

Sonoran Sunset # 3931 — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Sonoran sunset
Many colors in the sky
Shining through the clouds

Eleven  years of sunsets
Seen here in Tucson.

kenne

7 Falls Trail   Leave a comment

7 Falls Trail In Bear Canyon (03-20-15) — Image by kenne

After a day’s walk, everything has twice its usual value.

 
— G.M. Trevelyan

Desert Grass   Leave a comment

Desert Grass — Photo-Artistry by kenne

In the grass
the cactus, with hair-like spines,
irritate the skin upon touch.
Spring flowers have withered again
in silence, the desert awaits 
the hours of great sorrow
and travail.

— kenne

Chaos   Leave a comment

Chaos — Abstract Art by kenne

I’m not sure the words ocean and sea
mean the same to you and me.
Ninety-five percent universal confusion,
dark matter was born with the legitimacy
of an onion, the roar of a lion.
I sit in the rumble seat of judgment,
I damn myself for entertainment,
for wasting time on hopeless entertainment.
I am guilty of snarling lines, Gordian
knots in my “Shakespeare” fishing reels.
I must untangle this because eels
have hearts like us. The enemy
is symmetry.
In the spring of content,
I trust glorious chaos. I smell in disorder
the outhouse of order.

— from Chaos by Stanley Moss

Morning In The Canyon   Leave a comment

Morning In The Canyon (Pima Canyon) — Image by kenne

Daylight comes earlier

with each passing day

I dress in translucent light

as the fading shadows 

of night slowly move on.

I will leave soon to hike

in a nearby canyon

still, I pause taking time

to read poetry before leaving

preparing my thoughts

to be with nature.

— kenne

Adobe Window with Shutters   Leave a comment

Adobe Window with Shutters — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Art may only take

an hour to create

but it needs a  

whole lifetime.

 
— kenne

The Reader   Leave a comment

The Reader — Photo-Artistry by kenne

She reads books

as one would

breath air, to

fill up and live.

— Annie Dillard

 

Saguaro Sunrise   Leave a comment

Saguaro Sunrise — Image by kenne

“The passage into mystery always refreshes. If, when we work, we can look once a day upon the face of mystery,
then our labor satisfies. We are lightened when our gifts rise from pools we cannot fathom. Then we know they are
not a solitary egotism and they are inexhaustible.”

— Lewis Hyde

Lupine In The Desert   1 comment

Lupine In The Desert — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“I hold no preference among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.”

 
— Edward Abbey
 

Lily Of The Desert   1 comment

Mariposa Lily — Image by kenne

I cherish the solitude

of walking alone in nature —

no feelings of loneness

where everything around

me is alive and alert

to my presence

a spirit of closeness

and unity serving

in ecstatic integration.

— kenne

Bonsai Bose Art and Loneliness   Leave a comment

Bonsai Bose Art — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Loneliness is creeping in on my moments of solitude.
After a busy day, I have always enjoyed those moments of solitude,
an opportunity to relax and ponder existence. But with age,
solitude has become a prison of living day to day with weary pain. 

I was a runner for years, then I became a jogger, now a walker
just trying
to keep my balance. The change over time was slow enough,
allowing adjustments to the aging process. But in recent years,
the decline has begun to move at a hurried pace.

Strenght has disappeared, limbs have grown stiff, and every function 
less accurate with every fiber of my being frail and overwrought with life. 
So, here I am, imprisoned in the last stage of life, soon to become an empty ghost.
Still, I’m reminded, being old is a privilege.

— kenne

In Spite Of . . .   2 comments

In Spite of the Drought Nature Finds Ways To Survive — Image by kenne

Life is a journey

trying to learn

the unwritten

laws of living.

— kenne

Missing Spring Festivals   1 comment

Missing Spring Festivals — Image by kenne

I have said the soul is not more than the body,
And I have said that the body is not more than the soul,
And nothing, not God, is greater to one that one’s self is,
And I say to any man or women,
Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.

— Walt Whitman

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall   Leave a comment

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall — Photo-Artistry by kenne

I saw her coming.
The version of myself I wanted to see,
I saw her in the corners of my eyes,
I felt her shouting at me from the future,
So loud I heard it through another dimension,
I felt her overwhelming confidence and
Clear sense of direction shaking the ground as I pass by her image
So much so that I forget about the past;
It melts away with her words, at her resurrection
As I make her come alive time after time,
My Alter Ego.
She lies within me and sometimes, if you look closely
You can see her within the cracks of my skin,
Beneath the fragments of my broken heart when,
Against all odds, I must find strength.

— from Alter Ego by Adrianna Franklin

Clouds Breakup After Snow On The Mountains   1 comment

Clouds Breakup After Snow On The Mountains — Image by kenne

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that
within me there lay an invincible summer.

— Albert Camus

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