pad of butter on
toasted bread cup of green tea
thoughts twist and turn in
dawn light a sip a bite of
memories waking screaming
Written in Tanka form. What do you think? Leave a comment.
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
pad of butter on
toasted bread cup of green tea
thoughts twist and turn in
dawn light a sip a bite of
memories waking screaming
Written in Tanka form. What do you think? Leave a comment.