in San Francisco
the rain pours wind rips clouds sail
it’s March I drink tea
in early mornings at home
seagulls cry cable car dings
Written in Tanka form, I’m dabbling a bit here. What do you think? Leave a comment.
Alina Happy Hansen
Writer in San Francisco, CA
- SF
In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs