
Dim light illuminates
a gloomy morning,
I wait for the birds to wake
their chirps and shrills
a warning for another
storm or early spring,
the rain falls and
I go back to sleep.
Thank you for reading!
-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

Dim light illuminates
a gloomy morning,
I wait for the birds to wake
their chirps and shrills
a warning for another
storm or early spring,
the rain falls and
I go back to sleep.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina