Day Two Hundred and Seventy Nine: 28th April 2013

late afternoon
a dull darkness descends
and a chill rises
clinging to the sodden earth
clammy mist hangs
a pale gray
enveloping trees
a translucent shroud
…winter

Pastel on Handmade Paper

Pastel on Handmade Paper

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Dawn Whitehand 2013

Day Two Hundred and Seventy Eight : 27th April 2013

razor sharp
words flew
from your mouth,
sharp splinters
aimed at my heart,
lodging deep in my ears,
scarring an already crippled soul

Pastel on Handmade Paper

Pastel on Handmade Paper

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Dawn Whitehand 2013

Day Two Hundred and Seventy Seven: 26th April 2013

today was the day
twenty one years ago
you came to me,
a pink wrinkly gift
squealing and fragile
hairless.

years passed, and
you remained hairless
but not wrinkly or squealing
perhaps pink and fragile.

today you have (lots of) hair
but not yet wrinkly,
sometimes squealy
and still pink and fragile.

xx

Digital Drawing

Digital Drawing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Dawn Whitehand 2013