all
most dreamed
synthesized
otherworldly this
hour this hidden light
found by shifting seasons
like a song already known
a secret spellbound heartsown with
haunted melodies resonating
as echoes returned from a lost refrain
For Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday where the prompts this week were a photo provided by Trent McDonald (above) and/or synonyms for the words “MOVE & MAKE” provided by David Ellis.
K. 
The hidden light. Lovely image. The illustration is intriguing too, as it seems to include someone standing in a boat. Watching the swans?
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Thanks Jane. The boat was unintended, but there it is. I see the hand of the Oracle at work. Of course there’s always a certain amount of surprise in watercolor.
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Even surprise comes from somewhere.
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The hidden light, secrets, and haunting melodies–lovely autumnal poem. I like your watercolor, too–very dreamy.
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Thanks Merril. Trent’s photo is quite dreamy. As is autumn, come to think of it.
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Beautiful, Kerfe, in words and art. ❤
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Thanks Diana.
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Absolutely brilliant, Kerfe. I love your words and how the photo inspired your artwork. Those colors appeal to me! ❤
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Thanks Colleen. Autumn is beautiful.
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The mother goddess’s last celebration of the year. Then she sleeps again to reawaken in Spring. 🧡🎃🍁🍂
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Let’s hope spring finds us in a better place…
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Michigan! We’re going to move. Another adventure. ❤️
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Seriously?
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Seriously. We’re in the planning stages. ❤️
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You must really miss winter!
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It has more to do with finding a more affordable place to live. My hubby is older than me. We need to prepare for the future. I grew up in Wisconsin so I know how the weather is. I do miss the change in season. We had 7 months plus of over one hundred degrees this year in AZ. That’s really hard. ❤️
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Good luck! I never understood how my parents could deal with the heat in Arizona, and that was 20 years ago.
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Thanks, Kerfe. Life is an adventure, for sure. After another week of 100 degree temperatures, on Tuesday morning I woke up to 49 degrees out. That’s cold! There was no spring or autumn. We went from cold to hot, and now hot to cold. That along with the fires and smoke does not help. If you know anyone your way that is looking for a beautiful house… send them my way. LOL! ❤
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It’s a tough real estate market, but I’ll keep my fingers crossed for you.
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Thanks so much, Kerfe. ❤️
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Hi, Kerfe! Beautiful poem! I love your abstract interpretaion of the photo. Bravo! ❤
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Thanks Vashti. It was a wonderful photo to work with.
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