Snow lathered,
ice-encrusted mountains
crest, clouds cover
whipped and smokey,
a city lay below.
-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