Storm clouds were approaching. I was photographing Whiteswan lake at Whiteswan Provincial Park BC when i notice storm clouds rolling along at the mountains. I had two yellow clumps of shrubs in front of me. A stand of dark green evergreens in the middle . Then the background with the Rocky Mountains and the rolling storm clouds.Thus giving me the depth of field that I like.
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Beautiful Warm Sunny Days
Spring has come and gone
The rainy season is over
Summer has arrived
In the mountains of Nicaragua
Beautiful warm sunny days
The land has become parched
Leaves have fallen
Over the dry land
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Brown Eyes Crying
Brown Eyes Crying
Brown eyes crying
In the dark
Drifting forever
On a sea of tears
A long times gone
Just drifting forever
Through endless nights
On a sea of tears
Brown eyes crying
On a sea of tears
Drifting forever
As is the past
Like the mist
Has crept over her
Forlorn and blue
Our love never
Had a chance
It was like a sad song
With never any wrong
A love in a mist
In a sea of tears
We could never exist
In hearts gone cold
Brown eyes crying
In the dark
Drifting forever
On a sea of tears
A long times gone
Just drifting forever
Through endless nights
On a sea of tears
Brown eyes crying
On a sea of tears
Drifting forever
Brown eyes crying
On a sea of tears
Drifting forever
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Through The Mountains
It is summer here in Nicaragua now. But like everywhere else in the world, the weather patterns have been messed up. Lately there has been plenty of rain, bringing cooler temperatures. It has been a week now since I finally made it out for some photographic fun. It was a beautiful warm sunny day. A little late in the morning for the best lighting. The haze was a little annoying to deal with.
It was on a Monday past that I was joined by a good Nica friend. I had secured his services the day before. We topped off his motorcycle with gas. Then away we went cruising through the mountains. It had been many years since I traveled by motorcycle.
I was attracted by a rock knob on the mountain top as shown in the photo. The lush greens of the landscape is long gone. Replaced by parched earth. There is tremendous depth here in the photo. From foreground to background you are given a sense of depth vertically and horizontally. You will see buildings in the left corner of photo. They give you the sense scale to the whole composition. The rock knob is only a portion of my composition, but is there. I allowed the sky to be half of the photo. Thus a sense of overall vastness that are the mountains. In this type of work I want you to envision the feeling of a 3D feel.
I will close now, till next week. So until next week happy trails
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Oh So Lonesome
Cascada-Blanca
Oh So Lonesome
Have you ever gotten
That feeling, of feeling lonely
Of feeling,oh so lonesome
In a cold,cold home
Her love is gone
Her heart turned cold
As cold as a stone
I think I’m in the Arctic
I feel so benumbed
Her angry words frosty
Like the cold North wind
You left me behind
I know I am to blame
I asked for your forgiveness
But you had no mercy
I know we have been
Through troubled waters
She told me, she had no trust
I was like the dust
Blowing in the wind
She had made up her mind
To leave me behind
Have you ever gotten
That feeling, of feeling lonely
Of feeling,oh so lonesome
In a cold,cold home
Oh so lonesome
In a cold,cold home
Oh so lonesome
In a cold,cold home
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Oh My Gosh
Rivas, Nicaragua. At the ferry landing Lac Nicaragua
Oh My Gosh
I was told by my mamma
That I would meet, a lady
That would take my breath away
That was my destiny
Well just the other day
I saw my destiny
She stood there looking
Doe eyed and sweet
I was all a flutter
Tongue in a knot
She said hello
I thought I melted
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
Well you know
I found my tongue
But all I could say
Oh my gosh
She wore a red dress
Tight and alluring
Those smoky eyes
Kept pulling me closer
Those soft red lips
Just a teasing me
Long black hair
Straight and sparkling
She got swinging hips
Oh, those shapely legs
What a pretty lady that
Oh my gosh
I’ll take you in my arms
Hold you tight
Tell you, you are my destiny
To the end of time
I just want to
I just want to
Make love to you
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
I have met my destiny
She takes my breath away
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Buscando el Cielo
Buscando el Cielo
( Looking For Heaven )
Como me acuesto en la cama
Cubierto en la oscuridad
De noche
La noche suena más allá
La ventana
Tengo que pensar en el cielo
Tal vez he estado buscando
En todos los lugares equivocados
Pensé un poco más
me pregunto
Donde esta el cielo
Está más allá
Las estrellas
Tal vez debajo de mis pies
Pero cuando miro
Las profundidades de mi amor
Ojos café oscuro
Tengo esa sensación
Que he encontrado
Mi cielo
Veo paz y tranquilidad
Un amor tan profundo
Mi alma está en reposo
Mi corazón se regocija
Porque ahí está mi cielo
Profundo en esos ojos marrones oscuros
Ken Bennison
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Looking For Heaven
Looking For Heaven
As I lie in bed
Covered in the darkness
Of night
The night sounds beyond
The window
I got to thinking about heaven
Maybe I have been looking
In all the wrong places
I thought some more
I ask myself
Where is heaven
Is it up beyond
The stars
Maybe below my feet
But when I look into
The depths of my love’s
Dark brown eyes
I get that feeling
That I have found
My heaven
I see peace and tranquility
A love so deep
My soul is at rest
My heart rejoices
For there is my heaven
Deep in those dark brown eyes
Ken Bennison
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A Boy is Born
A Boy is Born
Twas in the city
Of Matagalpa
On a damp, wet night
In the poor side of town
A boy is born
The father long gone
His Mother all alone
He haunted the streets
In Matagalpa
He begged for food
Stole when he could
Learned to be a fighter
To survive the streets
In Matagalpa
Coming of age
He shined shoes
Then joined the army
Told them, he wanted
To be a truck driver
As the years moved on
He saved his money
Bid his time, left the army
Started a trucking business
In Matagalpa
He was now a self-made
Businessman
The trucks became numerous
The money being made
For the boy, now a man
In Matalgalpa
He married his sweetheart
A daughter was born
He never dreamed of
Raised with love
Promised her an education
That he couldn’t have
Ken Bennison
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Deja – vu All Over Again
Concepcion Volcano, Ometepe Island, Nicaragua
Deja – vu All Over Again
Got me a red Mustang
Wrapped around me
Cruising down the blacktop
Doing a hundred and twenty
Far away stars lighting
My world
The landscape blurring behind me
As the night draws down
I can’t get her
Out of my mind
Her image haunts me
Like a dark shadow
My mind is tormented
My mind is in a fog
For the love.. for the love
Of a girl
Deja – vu all over again
The burdens and weaknesses
It is a road not taken
For the love of a girl
Deja-vu….
Deja – vu all over again
Deja – vu all over again
The tenderness of being loved
To feel the love, freely given
Light as a feather
Deep as the sea…
Waiting on a Sunday
To feel the love
To promise you
All of my tomorrows
The landscape blurring behind me
Just me and my mustang
Lost in thought
Waiting on a Sunday
