
Shoes, clicking and
slapping cement,
moving across
pavement moving
across tar-covered
roads moving across
tile, wood, tile wood,
carpet, moving
moving
moving.
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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

Shoes, clicking and
slapping cement,
moving across
pavement moving
across tar-covered
roads moving across
tile, wood, tile wood,
carpet, moving
moving
moving.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina