Traces of a Life

a lone squawk
shrill
hung in the still breeze
silently
the solitary bird
absent
gone in a flurry of wings
flapping
a single feather
wafting
downward
earthbound
the only evidence
of an existence
now vanished

Biro in Handmade Paper

Biro in Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand

Last Sunset

veiled in a murky gray smog
the sun hangs ominously
a blood orange in the sky
huge and simmering anger
eaten by the flat desolate horizon
until it is no more
and only a rippling haze remains

Pastel on Handmade Paper

Pastel on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2014

This post is written in response to this weeks WordPress Writing (and Napowrimo) Challenge http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/poetry/

The End of the World

the moon rises black
against a dark sky
casting no shadow
reflection-less on still waters
presiding in silence
over a doomed landscape
tinged with putrid blood
fraught and forever condemned

Pastel on Handmade Paper

Pastel on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2014

This post is written in response to this weeks WordPress Writing Challenge http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/poetry/

Yesterday and Tomorrow and Forever

laughing with friends

it is easy to forget
what happened yesterday
last week
last year

easy to not imagine
what will happen
tomorrow
next week

not easy to forgive
what will happen
forever

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© Dawn Whitehand 2014

This post is written in response to this weeks WordPress Writing Challenge http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/poetry/

Longing for Tomorrow

cold seeps in through the cracks
an icy chill prickling my pores
ethereal water molecules freeze instantly
falling heavy from the dense laden air
thousands of scattering crystals crashing
refreezing on the dank stone floor
where I lie forever shivering naked
while the blazing sun warms the Earth outside
invisible from the window I do not have

Wax on Handmade Paper

Wax on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2014

This post is written in response to this weeks WordPress Writing Challenge  http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/poetry/

To Exist

I close my eyes
and you disappear
hands over my ears
scathing words now muffled
rolling myself into a ball
I shrink into the corner
futilely trying to disappear
But I don’t
then you hit me

Wax and Pastel on Handmade Paper

Wax and Pastel on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2014

Written in response to the WordPress Weekly Writing Challenge (and napowrimo)
Check out more entries here: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/poetry

Timely

shiny wedding bells sparkly
rang anew richly yesterday
thudding sluggish today clumsy
eroding tomorrow crumbling slowly
a lone remorseful relic rusty
in the archaeological dig dankly
of life love loss and the lonely

Charcoa l on Handmade Paper

Charcoa l on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand