darkness crept
a cold comforting blanket
enveloping my rotting body

warm tingling
extinguished by bitter chill
iciness soaking my veins

happy memories
brutally consumed by distance
hovering on the horizon

of oblivion

Pastel on handmade paper

Pastel on handmade paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2016

2 thoughts on “Death

  1. If I liked emoji I would do an open eyed, open mouth non-smiley face. But I love the poem. I once wrote a poem about death and it creeped me out just a little. Outside of all that, I love the image. Although coupled with death I thought it would have more grey and black. You are awesome.

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