
Glittering glasses clink
and glow with intoxicating
liquors, dreams in bubbles
float to the surface just to
be swallowed, consumed
by dreamers.
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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

Glittering glasses clink
and glow with intoxicating
liquors, dreams in bubbles
float to the surface just to
be swallowed, consumed
by dreamers.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina