paper and blood
the ink settles
in the grain
scissors cut out
new patterns
to fill with
blood, ink
and words.
Thank you for reading my work! 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
paper and blood
the ink settles
in the grain
scissors cut out
new patterns
to fill with
blood, ink
and words.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
2 responses to “Poem #134 (Paper and Blood)”
Beautiful one.visit my blog sometime
Thank you. Will do!