Day Fifty Three: 14th September 2012

PRECIPICE

A swirling mass of noise hangs in the air,
A precipice looms, menacing,
Footsteps echo, bouncing off empty walls,
Eyes drawn to the drop, expectantly,
Hands clap, Drumroll please,
And jump…

Precipice: Water Soluble Oil Pastel on Paper


© Dawn Whitehand 2012

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