
This vintage photograph from 1998 was taken at Saguaro Lake, Arizona, a reservoir along Salt River, and shows (left-to-right) me, my brother Mike and a friend, jumping from 20-feet above the water. Fun times!
After reading “Golden Pink Gone“, written by the talented and lovely Arizonian poetess, Michele Lee – wherein her happiness stems from an admiration of beauty and peacefulness (rather than the frivolous), sharing photographs of local sights – I was inspired to write this poem…
The time you take to share
With steady gait, to reminisce
A beauty that’s alive
Your town, in hues of golden bliss
© 2022 Phil Perkins
PHOTO CREDIT: modified photo from unsplash.com.
Transcendance by Santana (1977) – see lyrics here.
Having read “Superstition Mountain“, written by the talented and lovely Arizonian poetess, Michele Lee – wherein she draws spiritual nourishment, perspective and resolve in visiting majestic mountains near Phoenix – I was inspired to write this poem…
At golden hour
Above the sands
Old spirits join in song
From mountain tops
Upon the wind
As one, with you – stand strong
© 2022 Phil Perkins
PHOTO CREDIT: modified photo from unsplash.com.
Couldn’t Stand the Weather, by Stevie Ray Vaughan (1984) – see lyrics here.
Creativity may be expressed in content which is cultivated, or that which is spontaneous, including through conversation…as follows.
Flashback September 25, 2021
I had just finished reading “Heart Beats on a City Street“, written by Michele Lee – a lovely author and poetess hailing from the Sonoran Desert of Arizona – when I saw a picture of her taking a photograph at night in the city.
Having observed images posted on her site, Michele looks wonderful wearing blue jeans! I alluded to such in my comments responding to her cited writing, above, to which she noted, “Maybe Levi’s will endorse my site.”
Her remark inspired me to write this storyline for a hypothetical Levi Strauss blue jeans commercial, subsequently pitched to the company:
Imagine…it’s nighttime on a poorly lit street, with a steady pulse of background sounds from the city and steam wafting from manhole covers. The camera pans left, stopping to focus on the shadowy silhouette of a beautiful blonde woman wearing a cowgirl hat and boots, black top, and, yes, a pair of well-fitting Levi’s. She slowly saunters forward under a dim streetlight, when suddenly – the crashing sound of a metal trash can lid hitting the pavement! She makes a quick quarter-turn, drawing her DSLR camera as if it were a gun from a holster, and snaps a shot of a cat racing away with fish bones clenched in its teeth. The camera zooms in for a close-up scene of her face, as she remarks, “Here’s looking at you, cat”. She raises her camera, winks to the TV camera, and, resembling a gun having been fired, blows the smoke away from her lens. Then, Levi’s runs their slogan on-screen, perhaps in conjunction with the camera maker.
© 2021 Phil Perkins
PHOTO CREDIT: modified photos from unsplash.com – jeans & street (Phoenix sidewalk at night).
After reading “Feathered Fans” by poetess Michele Lee from the Valley of the Sun, I was inspired to write this short poem in response…
In the nectar you prepare
and the kindness that you share,
your heart, dear Michele, is sweet.
Birds need the cool, clear water,
as temperatures grow hotter,
in Sonoran Desert heat.
© 2021 Phil Perkins
PHOTO CREDIT: modified photo from unsplash.com.