Night blossoms, golden
stars spin in fire and
eyes linger gazing upwards
sinking into the moon.
Thank you for reading,
-Alina
Alina Happy Hansen
Writer in San Francisco, CA
- Raven Wings
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