NaPoWriMo – Day Twenty four

it is a simple pleasure in which I indulge
laying motionless in the soft warmth
soaking in the smoky haze of my dreams
piecing together the puzzle of the long night
following the clues to rediscover my psyche

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

NaPoWriMo: Day Twenty Three

the door slams
as you walk out … no…
as you storm out

and the house sighs with relief

the years pass
and peace reigns
normality returns

and the house smiles with pleasure

and then you return
through that same door
shrivelled and shrunken

and the house sniggers with scorn

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

 

NaPoWriMo : Day Twenty Two

what were you doing outside
when you should have been with me
during those last dark moments

were you watching clouds
as I lay pale

were you picking blossoms
as I lay rigid

were you skipping through puddles
as I lay dying

were you… still in love with me?

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

NaPoWriMo – Day Twenty

thick blue green ivy
envelops the brick veneer
in which I once lived
long spindly tendrils
twisting idly
fondling window frames
leaves bursting
exploring dusty eaves

thriving in the dim musky interior
dark mahogany furniture draped
mimicking the ghosts now living there
their moans and creaking
echoing through the hallway
their breathe gently swaying cobwebs

the lost souls of my childhood

Frottage and Ink on Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

NaPoWriMo – Day Nineteen

Forever roaming
Ravished Landscapes
Indecisive attitudes
Yesterdays ideals
Amidst chaos
Yearning forgiveness
** see below

Pastels & Pen on Paper

** An urban variation of the day of the week ‘Friday’, in which the user is excited that it’s the last day of the working week.
© Dawn Whitehand 2017

NaPoWriMo – Earth Day 2017

        our planEt is dying
    our politiciAns denying
 our scientists Ridiculed
      our populaTion fooled
           meanwHile the earth sighs
while the fauna Dies
    and the florA slips away
       inevitablY we will all pay

Digital Manipulation of Original Drawing : original drawing can be seen here https://apoemandadrawingaday.wordpress.com/2016/10/15/obliteration/

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

 

NaPoWriMo – Day Seventeen

I wear your disdain
like a bitter shroud
veiling my shrivelled heart
swollen with sorrowful tears
of a bitter love
never to be enjoyed
never to be realised

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

NaPoWriMo – Day Sixteen

the dream is elusive
tugging the foggy peripheries
night after endless night
forming a fading labyrinth
hiding the unseemly truth
…deception

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

NaPoWriMo – Day Fifeteen

a cacophony of birdsong
serenades the morning

yes the darkness remains
a luminous veil tightly drawn
separating the world and my soul

red splashed dappled clouds
dance across the sky

yes the darkness remains
descending ever deeper
mercilessly sucking my energy

till my blood flows no more

© Dawn Whitehand 2017