we begin
as vessels, empty,
all this space
waiting to
find the right oceans—ancient
echoes wandering–
all-that-is
transformed into an
azure song,
composed from
whispers of traces—spirals
mirroring the sea
A shadorma duo for Colleen’s #TankaTuesday poet’s choice of words. The art inspiration is via Mish at dVerse, who introduced us to artist Beverly Dyer, and asked for an ekphrastic response to one of her paintings. I chose her grid, “Blue Story”, above, and did my own grid to match with pieces of ocean and sky.
The poem was also inspired by Joni Mitchell.
K. 
So many shades of inspired blue here. Especially liked “all this space waiting to find the right oceans”
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Thanks. Blue pops up quite a lot in my work!
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I like the thought of waiting to find the right oceans.
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Me too Frank, thanks.
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Kerfe, you knocked me over with this. I didn’t look too far in the galleries to find the bird that trilled and didn’t see the blue squares. The reality of you finding some of your favored squares in one of Beverly’s galleries, recreating it with your own, and writing beautiful dao poetry is so cool. Then you give us dessert of Joni Mitchell’s Blue. I think this is as good as it gets. Wonderful!
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Awww…thanks Jade. I wanted something more abstract to work with, although I like Beverly’s nature paintings. And I can never get too much of Joni.
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You’re very welcome.
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I like the unique perspective of….”all this space waiting to find the right oceans”.
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Thanks Mish. That seems to be the key image for everyone!
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A most intriguing poem, Kerfe.
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Thanks Robbie.
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All the blues–we come from and wait “to find the right oceans” and of course, Joni, too!
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Thanks Merril. of course, Joni!
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awww lovely – yours and Beverly’s!
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Thanks Jodi! It’s always good to see an artist getting recognition.
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Lovely images, so much blue. We are all looking for the right ocean to fill some of our emptiness.
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Thanks Jane. Yes we are.
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Excellent interpretation Kerfe, of this piece you chose of Beverly’s art. Wonderful artistic reinterpretation of your choice as well. And I always like me some Joni, even as a muse!
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Thanks Rob. I enjoyed both seeing what pieces of Beverly’s art people chose and their interpretations.
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Rhythm of the grid, waiting to be tranformed, from a “whisper of traces”, into something more, by the flow of a poetic song. 🙂
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Thanks Olga. Grids are good accompaniments to just about anything I think.
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We come from the blue, we bloom and we fade back into blue…
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Thanks Bjorn. The rhythm of your words is like the waves…
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From whence the sea we came! What a gorgeous combination of words, Kerfe. Your blue palate brings me peace. ❤
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Thanks Colleen. There seems to be a collective longing for the sea.
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I loved the “oceans” line too. The sense of so many potentialities.
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I am always dreaming of oceans. Definitely an open-ended space.
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This is beautifully written. I love,
“all this space
waiting to
find the right oceans”
I think of the ocean often.
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Thanks Sara. I do too!
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So deep – I specially love this:
all this space
waiting to
find the right oceans—ancient
echoes wandering–
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Thanks Grace. The ocean always inspires.
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