Alina Happy Hansen

Writer in San Francisco, CA

  • black bird in close up photography
    Raven Wings

    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

Poem #175 (A Cold Foreboding)

 

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A cold foreboding

comes alive in the

darkest hours

of the night.

A whisper,

a scream,

something

trembles

and rises

from a pit.

 

Thank you for reading my work! 

-Alina

3 responses to “Poem #175 (A Cold Foreboding)”

  1. Anna Cottage Avatar
    Anna Cottage

    Made me go cold, excellent. Good luck with your BA in English.

    1. alinahappyhansenwriter Avatar
      alinahappyhansenwriter

      Thank you!

      1. Anna Cottage Avatar
        Anna Cottage

        More than welcome.