Is this the inside of my dream? These days I am cautious of everything—afraid of the future, the past, afraid even of my fear. But this is not the grey noir darkness of the usual tunnels my night journeys follow. There are no trains to miss, no staircases to nowhere. This passageway is alive, a cocoon of possibility opening into an illuminated aperture.
And do I see rabbits? I was born in the Year of the Rabbit. What will we find if we enter into that light?
happy end
ings tucked away just
in case—I
whistle on the wind–
birds echo the song
Mish at dVerse has introduced us to the art of Vika Muse:
“I wish I could have manta rays in the sky… instead of Russian bombs and military airplanes. I’ve noticed that my disturbing paintings didn’t make me happier. They cause even deeper depression. So I’ve tried to draw my future. It is bright and sunny. There are no bombs and war… Only beautiful landscapes and dreamlike sky. I hope I’ll meet such a future someday…
P.S. Be empathetic with your relatives and value your lifestyle. It’s big happiness to have mundane life and safety and independence. So simple and so valuable.”
You can find her on Instagram @get.muse She is also featured on this website http://www.inprnt.com
A tankaprose for Colleen’s #TankaTuesday prompt and for the NaPoWriMo prompt to write about the possibility of good things.
K. 
Beautifully hopeful. This tunnel was one of my favorites as well though I chose a different painting to write about. So glad Mish introduced us to Vika’s beautifully hopeful artwork. You’ve captured that well in your tankaprose.
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Thanks Cris. Yes, I’m glad Mish introduced us to her too.
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I love how you went from a dark theme to a light one. Your last two lines made me think of the mockingjays in The Hunger Games. Lol! Great poem, Kerfe! 🙂
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Thanks Yvette. The Hunger Games were after my children were grown, so I’m not familiar with them. But birds always lift the spirits.
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Yes, they do. I enjoy listening to their songs in the morning. 🙂
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Beautiful, Kerfe. I can see why this particular image appealed to you.
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Thanks Ingrid. Yes, it’s reflective of my thinking.
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This is so beautiful–I love those final lines that flow from the prose into the tanka. I didn’t even realize it was a tanka prose poem–it just seemed like a Kerfe poem to me. 😊 The words reflect you and the art.
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Thanks Merril. I do have my themes…
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As do we all. 😊
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Nicely done! A feel of Alice in Wonderland as I read your words.
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And this is fabulous tanka prose, Kerfe. Your prose is as captivating as your tanka. Well done! Plus, I love the artwork. I’ll have to join in on the DVerse challenge. This artwork is too captivating not to use for poetic inspiration! ❤
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Yes you should. So many evocative images to choose from.
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A hopeful piece transitioning from fear and uncertainty to “a cocoon of possibility”. I pray for possibilities to come quickly.
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So do I Mish. Each day’s news is more dispiriting.
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Your words and the image are a perfect meld.
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Thanks Ken. It’s a wonderful painting.
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A unique capture, a positive vibe, cuz’ from galaxies to cells, the spiral thrives. Nothing is just linear, not evolution, not the Bohr atom.
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That’s true Glenn. I am always going in circles.
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Amazing poetry. Luv the tanka at the end.
Happy you dropped by to read mine
Much💜love
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Thanks Gillena.
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Whistling on the wind can be desperate, but if the birds echo the tune, there must be hope.
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Yes.
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These days the nightmares seem to have come to life.
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They do Bjorn. We can’t escape them.
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So lovely and so perfect for the picture.
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Thanks Punam.
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My pleasure.
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awesome haibun which matches her art perfectly!
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Thanks Kate.
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I pray for that happy ending. Love this part:
This passageway is alive, a cocoon of possibility opening into an illuminated aperture.
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Thanks Grace. There is so much life in all of Vika’s art.
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So much to unpack here! Your poem and prose make it feel like a haibun!
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Thanks Muri. I think tankaprose is a haibun with tanka instead of haiku.
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Thank you for this beautiful poem. I feel ‘birds echo the song’ is about hope.
Marvellous done. 💛💙
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Thank you Vika for sharing your words and art with us.
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Beautiful dreamscape, K., filled with possibility.💜🍃
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Thanks Romana. We have to keep the possibility alive.
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This is beautiful, Kerfe. I love the imagery 💕🙂
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Thanks Harmony.
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Moving expression of the possibilities of hope. A lovely reflection of Vika’s artwork.
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Thank you.
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There is a nice transition from a safe cocoon to the opening of possibilities.
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Thanks Truedessa. Life is full of transitions.
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Aww. That photo image. Lovely. Wish for the rabbits and you will find them. I know you will. Lovely poems. Always. Have a gorgeous Friday. Good night from me. xoxo
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Thanks Selma. I hope so.
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Wonderful synergy between the prose verse and artwork Kerfe… fear seems every present these days for one reason or another… and tunnels begin to look like they might be safe havens…
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Thanks Sally. It’s hard to feel safe these days.
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I’ve been feeling this way too, Kerfe….
❤
David
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It’s a strange new world.
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