A grey veil of luminous darkness overcame my blurred vision
While you vainly lured my attention through the darkened doorway
Amist stiffled sniggers and hushed whispers
And turning into the faceless crowd
I vanished…
Pastel on handmadepaper
When the cold rain splashed on the hard pavement yesterday
I turned to see your face looming before I heard your footsteps
And cowering slightly I crept into the grey
Slipping silently away…
Pastel on Paper
The knife slid sharply and silently,
Through the full, soft yellow flesh,
A soft light glinting,
Reflecting a bruised red droplet
Gliding down your amorous chin,
Slashing on the hard white plate.
Pastel on Handmade Paper
I heard you last night
from the other room
giggling softly yet incessantly
muffled behind a heavy door.
And I wondered
If you were happy.
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thick fog
murky corners
hazy sky
forgotten dreams
Forgotten Dreams: pastel on Handmade Paper
my mind was full
when you beckoned me
a false promise luring
but instead leaving
no room to think
no where to create
Nowhere: pencil on paper
warmth radiated up from the white concrete
as I walked toward you head down
on a day promising forgiveness
in blazing sun I wore a large hat
with a bollowy orange hat
and when I reached your searching face
I kept walking
Warmth: pastel on handmade paper
it was dark on the gloomy afternoon
you sat on the cold street corner
waiting patiently for them to arrive
while the brisk wind pre-empted
the long awaited reunion
and nervous anticipation rose steadily
stirring the ever present sickness
that made you walk away
Gloomy Afternoon : pastel on handmade paper
the yellow lights were dim in the place
where you sat in the empty corner
on a green chair hard
listening to 80’s music too loud
drowned out by intoxicated voices competing
and i watched you watching
wondering why…
Why: charcoal on handmade paper
Visiting my dreams hazily,
You passed fleetingly,
Words falling silently,
Eyes staing longingly,
The realisation you are gone finally.
Pastel on handmade paper
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