
Sunshine lifting the mind
to the edge of the bodies
and the edge of the night,
I am no longer waiting for
the sky to turn, I am turning.
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-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

Sunshine lifting the mind
to the edge of the bodies
and the edge of the night,
I am no longer waiting for
the sky to turn, I am turning.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina