A quiet thought
That rumbles like thunder
Beneath the surface of a face
Thar ripples solemn expressions.
Thank you for reading my writing ! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

Slid into heaven
Thanks to raven wings and bones
It is a dark room
Scattering of beads, thunder
I wake in the morn
poem written in Tanka form
A quiet thought
That rumbles like thunder
Beneath the surface of a face
Thar ripples solemn expressions.
Thank you for reading my writing ! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
One response to “Free Hand #107”
Very interesting and impressive. Enjoyed