
Underwater, thoughts
crest and peel over blue
waves, frothed and demented
light enters water.
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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

Underwater, thoughts
crest and peel over blue
waves, frothed and demented
light enters water.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina