On a fall morning
I was woken by crowing
A cup of coffee
A distant dream of harpies
Eyes opening to watch me
I’m available to beta read poetry manuscripts or fiction, non-fiction, etc.
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
On a fall morning
I was woken by crowing
A cup of coffee
A distant dream of harpies
Eyes opening to watch me
I’m available to beta read poetry manuscripts or fiction, non-fiction, etc.