The waves break on shore
as dark clouds gather above us
wind rips, seagulls cry
You wander near the water
an ache in your eyes, dreaming.
Poem written in Tanka form. Liked it? Read Time or The Day After.
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
The waves break on shore
as dark clouds gather above us
wind rips, seagulls cry
You wander near the water
an ache in your eyes, dreaming.
Poem written in Tanka form. Liked it? Read Time or The Day After.