Spring awakens
it groans and stretches
loosening itself
from underground,
a little bit of green
a hint of sunshine
and a teasing breeze
that dances in the air.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you 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
Spring awakens
it groans and stretches
loosening itself
from underground,
a little bit of green
a hint of sunshine
and a teasing breeze
that dances in the air.
Thank you for reading my work! I hope you return in the future!
-Alina