Pour into cold glass
An elixir to fashion
The soul and the mind
Pull you into the present
And bring you back to living
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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
Pour into cold glass
An elixir to fashion
The soul and the mind
Pull you into the present
And bring you back to living
Liked this post? Try Fog Slips or Stellar’s Jay.