Fog slips into the
city a symphony of
sirens horns and shouts.
Let time swallow me up and
keep me here safe and sound.
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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
Fog slips into the
city a symphony of
sirens horns and shouts.
Let time swallow me up and
keep me here safe and sound.
Are you a writer? I can help you with your projects (fiction, poetry, personal essays, etc).