The waves crash on shore
Ghostly mist kisses the face
Sand and trees for miles around
Pelican slips into sea
Wind whips hair back to the land
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