Down through the ages
I slept and waited for you
Hoping you’d return
But you never did, I stand
Singing on death’s dark beaches.
Learn about Tanka poetry.
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
Down through the ages
I slept and waited for you
Hoping you’d return
But you never did, I stand
Singing on death’s dark beaches.
Learn about Tanka poetry.