Tuesday, January 5, 2010

My Eyes Open

My Eyes Open
by Kern F. Little

mornings
broken
faint smell
vanilla soap
wet hair
perked coffee
my eyes open
to find
a beautiful
green eyed
lady
lookin’
across her
coffee
at me
virtual
reality
new age
Starbucks
maybe
shakin’
my head
thinking it
a dream
shocked
back to
reality
as she
extends
the cup
and says
cream n sugar
for my baby

Cold Water

Cold Water
By Kern F. Little

step taken
ice cracked
cold water
awaits
like a
baptismal
bath
but this
time life be
washed
away
once
again
can
everything
be forgiven
or just
forgotten
as the cold
chases the life
out of me

Just Press Play

Just Press Play
By Kern F. Little

who can
ever just
press play
judgment
awaits
end of
the day
face value
no longer
enough
acts of
faith rarely
good enough
when only
asked to
simply
press play
I hesitated
waited
another day
once a simple
marked path
gone
lost my way
when you’re
asked to
just
press play
do it and
go on
your way

Worry

Worry
By Kern F. Little

dad would
pray his
rosary
mom would
go shopping
I would
bounce a
basketball
all day long

why do
we worry
isn’t it
easier to
except our
fate and
move on

except that
sometimes
bad things
happen to
good people

try not to
fret
try not to
scurry
try to keep
your heart
in check
and yes
my dear
try not to
shed a tear

I don’t
know why
I look
for an
answer
look for
a reason
why
because
at fifty
some I still
worry
and continue
to ask why

She's My Magical Charm

She's My Magical Charm
By Kern F. Little

you tip-toe
past the
bedroom
door
soft snores
fill the air
can it be
such
a surprise
when you
find
out that
your deep
connection
to her is
the magical
charm that
gives you
the ability
to see
into the future
where only
hope and love
respect and trust
choose to be
choose to wait
for those
of faith


Until She Awakes

Until She Awakes
By Kern F. Little

morning
smiles
some alarm
finding
someone
sleeping
in my arms
what a charm
only her grin
between
hair uncurled
and sheets
unfurled
both falling
around us
in swirls
thoughts
of moving
now delayed
because this
oh-so-special
moment
may never
be replayed
smiling
because
if this
be my fate
I’ll lay
here all
day until
she awakes

Lovingly Dedicated to "My Pretty Lady - Vickie!"

A Catholic Lass

A Catholic Lass
By Kern F. Little

thought that
love had
passed me bye
spent a lot
of time
on my knees
asking God
why……
there wasn’t
a lady out
there for me
then along
came Vickie
a Catholic lass
with a few
problems
in her past
but what a
smile
and big family
our past
and problems
forgotten
brighter future
within our grasp
God please
forgive me
for my troubled
past ….and help
us make this
relationship last
Lovingly Dedicated To My Catholic Lass -  Vickie Little

Winter Woos

Winter Woos
By Kern F. Little

winter
comes along
milky gray
skies
days get
shorter
depression
on the rise
sub freezing
temps
layers upon
layers of
cloths
all of this
adds up too
winter woos

So Dear (My First Poem Given To Vickie On Our Frst Date 01-12-09

So Dear
by Kern F. Little

we talked
by phone
all night
under
the stars
exchanged
life stories
some brought
cheer and
some a tear
both of our
parents gone
children left
the nest and
now grandchildren
have come along
similaritiws in
our past
eliminated
some fear
days have
past as we
reach out
by calls
texts
chat
and e-mail
nothing
like a miss
said word
or notorious
past deed
has seemed
to cure
the want
that draws
us near
finally a
meetings
arranged
I reach out
and she's
encircled with
my arms
never wanting
to leave go
to a one
I've found
so dear

This Poem Is Lovingly Dedicated to "My Pretty Lady - Vickie"

Touch Of Ireland

By Kern F. Little


solid silver

strong hands

speaking of the strength of friendship

encircling a  heart

speaking of the compassion of love

surmounted by a crown

speaking of the structure of loyalty

Galway call it Claddagh

Claddagh say “Let Love and Friendship Reign!”

I call it “The Corner Stone Of Our Marriage!”

It’s a bridge to our past

And more important steps stones to our future!


Accomplished 01-02-10 


To Be Ourselves

To Be Ourselves
By Kern F. Little

guy’s are weird
they either
can’t talk
to gals
as they hide
in fear
or they
turn on
the charm
setting off
all kind
of the ladies’
alarms
ending up
alone
sipping on
a beer
why is it
so hard
to be ourselves
calmly telling
the ladies
our wishes
hopes & fears
and in time
praying it
draws
them near

Some Times

Some Times
By Kern F. Little

some times
we ask
some times
we know
some times
we walk
away solemnly
kicking snow
some times
we wish
some times
we think
some times
we sit
solemnly after
fixing a drink
some times
as you see
depression
can leave you
solemn,
wondering,
alone,
and drinking
is no way
to go
but then
some times
tears can
lead to
smiles
when the
supportive arms
around you
are your
favorite gals
 

Gome Blank

Gone Blank
By Kern F. Little

blank sheet
blank canvas
blank screen
everything’s blank
nothing’s as
it seems
you know
being left
with nothing
like the choice
between a
crucifixion
and a hanging
what now
may it be
can it be
let it be
realize now
nothing is as
it seems
and life happens
between the
blank and the all
so when things
go blank your
left with silence
instead of nothing
your voice can
cure it all

Monday, January 4, 2010


I can only imagine that once Jesus left behind hiw Crown Of Thorns this is what he would choose a "Crown Of Stars!"  What do you think? 

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Once You Give It All

By Kern F. Little

will you give

or hold within

once life takes

will you give

or hold within

once life forces you to remake

will you give

or hold within

once life makes things around you break

will you give

or hold within

once life leaves your mind broke

will you give

or hold within

when life forces you to retrace

retrace and find those baby steps

retrace and begin to relearn

will you listen to the father

will you go to your knees

now that you’ve given till it bleeds

once you do life will reveal

you have no more needs

finally you’ve learned

all you have to do is give

no matter how much you need

all you have to do is give

to ones who need

Accomplished 01-02-10

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Old Friend Returns

Old Friend Returns

by Kern F. Little

home alone

reading

shadow shifts

floor creaks

my eyes arise

thoughts of book

mystery averted

foot falls

across the floor

old friend

walks in

seat taken

my attention

and smile awaken

it's been a year

since you've

been here

might seem weird

your eyes

so clear

last seem

in hospital's greens

as we all

drew near

as your

death appeared

Let Me Borrow A Dream

Let Me Borrow A Dream
By Kern F. Little


walked past
old man
huddled in
corner
winter day
years of
neglect
layers of
filth
sad picture
portrayed
his bloodshot
blue eyes
met mine
he asked
cracking whisper
let me borrow
a dream just
for a day
reached for
photo of family
friends at play
handing it away
holding it he
smiled, sat, gasped
and fell dead away
guess the dream
was all he needed
to go on his way

The Mystery of Evening
(Photographic Subject)
by Kern F. Little


shadows grow
daylight dims
warm light
turns toward
blue light
then gray
brightness of day
replaced by
mystery of evening

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

My Diet Almost Beat Me! (Diabetes)

My Diet Almost Beat Me! (Diabetes)

By Kern F. Little

I prick my finger

blood flows

questions posed

feelings flow

meter testifies

numbers flow

life or death

emotions flow

you gotta know

once good habits learned

your luck and health will turn

we’ll get it worked out before the clock ends

as life flows let’s hope the end come slow.

Accomplished 12-29-09

Photography is about the ability to transport your feeling (Poems, Prayers and Promises) into print. Photography is about taking art built by God or another and making it yours. Do You Think I Achieved My Goals?????

A Blue Sky Moment Needed

A Blue Sky Moment Needed (Photographic Subject)
by Kern F. Little


I also
chase blue skies
puffy white clouds
record
with camera
save
in mind
in heart
in soul


blue sky days
lighten
my moods


winter comes
skies turn gray
difficulties arise
heart hardens
mind worries
soul darkens


all it takes
another blue sky
helping hand
from a friend
troubles disappear
feelings lighten
because of
a blue sky
and a hug


Dediccated to Peanut Butter & Jelly or Just PJ

God Gave Me The Ability To See

Bio: Photodoctor
Home: Wherever I hang my hat!
Born: 12/07/1955


I have always been able to see as good as or better than others. This is a strange remark, from someone who sees the world through coke-bottled glasses, but for some reason, God gave me the ability to see.


I thought he gave me the ability to see when I excelled as a preschool marksman. I could see well enough to snap a swinging cord at 25 yards, with a 22 rifle. This ability followed me though my teen years as I dropped many a deer or clover leafed a target at hundreds of yards. But that isn't why God made me see.


I thought he gave me the ability to see because I excelled at sports. During my school years I was always able to hit a baseball and then a softball in my thirties at a very high batting average. During my school years in the town's or on a high school court and then to anyones court as a thirty something I have always been able to dribble and shoot a basketball. But this wasn't why God made me see.


I thought as a salesman, being able to look into the customer's eyes and tell when it was the right time to close a sale. But that was not why God made me see.


For many a year ......(grin) I thought God gave me the gift to see the twinkle in the lady's eyes to know if they were interested in me or not. Well I think this gift still works from time to time, but that wasn't why God made me see.


I for many a year in my adult life have been able to pull the curtain back between the living world and the past one and see others who are lingering. I still have a pet cat who comes and visits from time to time, but others can't see him, but my dog and I can. This is a present gift and an interesting one, but that is not why God made me see.


I first picked up a camera in scouts, then again in high school as an elective, and then again in college as a credited filler course, but only thought of it as fun. In the early 80's at the near end of my marriage, I developed a nearly career ending back problem. Rehabilitation and my two wonderful children kept me very busy, but I eventually wanted to get back to work. I walked into a mom and pop camera store and asked them for a job, and the rest is history. That day I picked up a camera and fell in love with the photographic medium. Guess that statement said allot for my marriage at the time, well anyway.. After twenty some years of my life God finally showed me why he gave me the ability to see.


Photography has gotten me through some of the hardest times, in my life. I have always been able to pick up the camera and go do something difficult and loose myself in it and forget everything else and return with some very remarkable results, so I know this is why God gave the the ability to see. I has been about twenty five years now since I bought my first Pentax K-1000SE and I still am shooting with Pentax 35mm, 120mm, and Digitals. I have spent many hours, days, weeks, month and I guess years reading the brilliant words and viewing the wonderful photos of Ansel Adams, Minor White, Edward Weston, Alfred Stieglitz, W.Eugene Smith, Robert Capa. Paul Strand, Alfred Eisenstaedt, Henri-Cartier Bresson, John Hedgecoe, Gallen Rowell, John Shaw, George Lepp, Anne Leibovotz and many others. God also gave me the abilities to solve complex mathematical equation in my head on the fly, this very unused talent, laid dormant since high school, but exploded when I had to figure out exposure value equations. I have been able to, like Ansel Adams and other, visualize a scene, without a camera, and know what will make up a great shot before then camera has reached my eye. I have long said I have no artistic talent, just “God Given Ability”.I know I annoy my friends when we are out shooting, because I look at what they are shooting and then say, “Well what about this other view?”


I guess you can say I am a very lucky man, and I give the credit to the most import people in my life: My God, My Mom and My Dad. I thank God every day for what talents I have been give and I go out of my way to help others in the arts with their photographic projects. My Mom past along her love of politics, sports, food, shinny cars, shopping and her love of family.. My Dad past along his love of music, the arts, the wilderness, hunting & fishing, his work ethic and his love of the Roman Catholic religion. Even though they both are gone I thank them every time I can, and know I would have been nowhere without them.


On a more personnel note I am a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma. I am as Cryptic as I am Easy To Read! I am Caring, as I am Difficult! I am Distant & Reclusive as I am Outgoing! I am as much at home navigating through Pittsburgh as I am walking through the highlands of West Virginia. My faith guides me but I believe in the “bond with close friends” rather the bond with a church full of people. I have built my life and thoughts around four prime words: Faith, Hope, Trust & Love. Think about it, because you can't have Hope without Faith and you can't have Love without Trust.


Whatever is going on in my life, anyone can surely tell I love my two children, Heather and Joshua, my seven, very bad at times, grandchildren, and my new wife - Vickie Ann Little. Yes, As of the 21st of December '09 we made the biggest decision of our lives on the shortest day of the year.


I constantly chat with friends, around the world, via e-mail, so if you have a question or a specific problem that has been haunting you, drop me a line at photodoctor@hotmail.com, and I will answer it. God Bless and Good Shooting !!!