A Gray Day

the sky is gray
whilst you walk away
disappearing into the fray
with my feelings you play
moulding them like clay
on any other day
it would be okay
but please not while we’re gay

Computer Enhanced Conte Digital Drawing

© Dawn Whitehand 2015

 

Yesterday

a chill tingles upward
possessing my bones
lonely aching
missing bright sunny days
spent with you
gently laughing
warm squidgy sand tickling
a fading memory
echoing hollow
gone

Pastels on Handmade paper

Pastels on Handmade paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2015

New Years Poem

and what resolution this new year
to instil myself with fear
so that others may not leer
at my failings and sneer
although I may be so near
the goal posts at the last minute veer
and I am left merely to peer
wishing I was a seer

Original Photograph taken New Years Eve by me :-)

Original Photograph taken New Years Eve by me 🙂

 

© Dawn Whitehand 2015