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High Desert Art

Clueless

6/30/2022

I Can’t
Say,
I Don’t
Know,
And
It’s
Distressing
To
Keep
On
Guessing.
Hard
To
Sort
Out
What’s
A
Fact
About
The
Way
The
Universe
Is
Stacked,
The
True
Color
Of
The
Stars.
Or
The
Fractured
History
Of
Mars.
If
Those
UFO’s
Are
Real,
Robot
Fellas
At
The
Wheel,
Why
Raise
A
Fuss?
They
Probably
Have
No
Use
For
Warlike
Idiots
Like
Us.

Bluesday

6/28/2022

*Rowing To The Moon* Photo Montage

Some
Days
I’ve
Had
Enough
Of
It
All,
The
Lonely
Daily
Chore,
Always
More
To
Do,
And
I Want
To
Quit.
But
Then,
What
Would
I Do
If
My
Work
Was
Through?
Say
NO
MORE
And
Chuck
It,
Then
Roll
Around
Like
A
Stone
In
An
Empty
Bucket?
So,
I Go
On,
Knowing
Nothing
Is
Ever
Really
Done.

Monsoon

6/26/2022

*Garden In Rain* 8" H X 10" W Oil On Linen

Today,
Heavy
Rain
Fell
In
A
Stiff
Breeze,
Washed
The
Faces
Of
The
Trees,
And
Brushed
Away
The
Crust
Of
Desert
Dust.
Clouds
Hide
The
Mountain
Crest,
More
Rain
Sweeping
In
From
The
West,
As
The
Sun
Takes
A
Sunday
Rest.

Overheard

6/24/2022

Men
Die
Of
Heart
Attacks,
Women
Of
The
Blues,
No
Matter
What
Lifestyle
They
Choose,
If
They
Exercise
Or
Smoke,
Since
Trying
To
Beat
Death
Is
A
Joke.
I Don’t
Jog,
And
Exist
In
A
Sedentary
Bog,
But
Hey,
I’m
In
Good
Shape
Anyway.
The
Task?
Be
Cool
Enough
To
Make
It
Last.

Ambition

6/22/2022

Setting
Out
To
Grasp
The
Whole,
The
Entire,
The
Source,
Running
Until
We
Expire,
Cannot
Pause,
Never
Stop,
Because,
Because.
Must
Eternally
Try,
Although
We
Forget
Why.
Time
Is
Rushing
Toward
Us,
Climb
Aboard,
And
Ride
To
The
Nearest
Star,
Never
Mind
How
Far.

Number 302

6/20/2022

*The Mexican Apples* 76" H X 36" W Oil On Linen

This
Painting
Hangs
In
My
Hall,
Too
Tall
To
Easily
Haul
To
Storage,
And
Anyway,
Why
Lock
Her
Up
Again,
She’s
A
Friend.
Painted
To
Impress,
In
Hazardous
Undress,
At
The
Gallery
It
Hit
Folks
In
The
Chest
And
Didn’t
Sell.
You
Never
Can
Tell.
Alas,
The
Hallway
Suits
Her
Very
Well.

Droughtsong

6/18/2022

*Andre Kohn*

Yesterday,
The
Sun
Went
Away,
The
Sky
Turned
Deep
Gray,
And
I Felt
The
Whole
Town
Strain,
Please,
Lord,
Make
It
Rain.
In
An
Hour,
Down
It
Came,
A
Thunder
Shower,
Then
A
Deluge,
Breaking
Eighty
Days
Of
Dry,
A
Blessing
From
The
On
High.

Nightfall

6/16/2022

*Duy Huynh*

Sitting
Outside
In
The
Red
Lawn
Chair,
I Looked
For
The
Moon,
But
It
Wasn’t
There.
A
Thin
Smear
Of
Cloud
Blurred
The
Sky,
Too
High
To
Blow
Away
And
Close
This
Hot
June
Day.
As
It
Grows
Dark,
The
Dog
Begins
To
Bark,
Answering
Distant
Canine
Friends,
And
Quick
As
That,
The
Evening
Ends.

Carcrazy

6/14/2022

I Used
To
Own
A
Fine
Mercedes
Diesel,
Bought
Used
From
A
Devious
Russian
Weasel.
I Loved
That
Car
Right
Down
To
The
Tires,
And
Drove
It
With
Pride,
A
Really
Great
Ride.
Later,
I Winged
It
From
NYC
To
SF,
Hardly
Taking
A
Breath,
Cheating
Death
At
80
MPH
All
The
Way,
In
Only
A
Couple
Of
Days.
Oh,
I Was
A
Menace,
And
Three
Years
Later,
Sold
That
Sweetheart
To
My
Dentist.

Music

6/12/2022

With
Each
Passing
Day,
Memory
Slides
Away
Beyond
Our
Reach.
Music
Is
The
Key
That
Opens
The
Lock,
That
Rewinds
The
Clock,
And
Allows
Us
To
Again
Feel
What
Is
No
Longer
Real.
Music,
To
Make
You
Shout,
And
Turn
Your
Soul
Inside
Out.