NaPoWriMo – Earth Day 2017

        our planEt is dying
    our politiciAns denying
 our scientists Ridiculed
      our populaTion fooled
           meanwHile the earth sighs
while the fauna Dies
    and the florA slips away
       inevitablY we will all pay

Digital Manipulation of Original Drawing : original drawing can be seen here https://apoemandadrawingaday.wordpress.com/2016/10/15/obliteration/

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

 

NaPoWriMo : Day Fourteen

I stared
unbelieving
open mouthed
palms outstretched
tooing and froing
left foot
right foot
imagine
my surprise

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

NaPoWriMo – Day Ten

eyes heavy with the sands of sleep
I struggle down the bare hallway
footsteps echoing spasmodically

stumbling blindly … grasping…

reaching for the elusive
that which will make sense of the day

…coffee …

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

NaPoWriMo – Day Eight

once bright and alert
now dull and watery

your sunken eyes watch me
tracing my uncertain steps

bones protrude delicately
accepting my wrinkled reality

your fragility is unsettling
a reminder of my forever mortality

Digital Drawing from Original Photo

 

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

A New Years Resolution

A New Years Resolution…

to smell warm eucalyptus and forthcoming rain
not the smoky black burden of fires ferocious aftermath

to listen to a gentle summer breeze rustle green leaves
not unseasonal winds wreaking havoc across the now barren land

to taste clean fresh water gurgling
not greedy corporate pollution running through my veins

to feel warm sun and green grass
not despair at the grisley cries of once bountiful Mother Nature dying

to gaze upward and outward
not inward where gloom grips the soul with an unending relentless grasp

My New Years Resolution….

Conte Sketch altered in Prisma

Conte Sketch altered in Prisma

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

Sonnet for a Flower

Whilst walking in a meadow last weekend,
I found a flower of strange appearance.
Its stem delicate yet strong would not bend,
Growing in the middle of a clearance.
With misshapen leaves stripped in orange fur,
And prickly bells smiling up at the clouds.
I tried to pick it, impaled on a bur,
and was quite unaware of the mass crowds,
Big black cows watching me from a distance.
Curiouser they crept ever closer,
As fickle beasts I need no assistance,
In backing away no nonsense, no sir!
But alas the object of my desire,
Trampled and crushed a flower never more.

Digital Drawing

Digital Drawing

© Dawn Whitehand 2016

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Prompt from www.napowrimo.net – a sonnet

Fairy Tales Day 21 NaPoWriMo – Haiku

once a gold carriage
then suddenly midnight strikes
a pumpkin again

Digital Painting

Digital Painting

© Dawn Whitehand 2016

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Prompt from http://www.napowrimo.net
Write a poem in the voice of minor character from a fairy tale or myth. Instead of writing from the point of view of Cinderella, write from the point of view of the mouse who got turned into a coachman. Instead of writing from the point of view of Orpheus or Eurydice, write from the point of view of one of the shades in Hades who watched Eurydice leave and then come back.

So, I am writing a haiku from the point of view of the pumpkin!!

Friday Night Wines – A Kenning Poem

deep ruby red,
the glistening seductor

smooth liquid relief,
work week forgotten

modern day shaman,
pill free deliverance

tantalising taste buds,
silky non judgement

soft aromatic pleasure,
relaxing warm fuzzies

cool summer sheets,
saturday morning slumber

Digital Drawing

Digital Drawing

© Dawn Whitehand 2016

Prompt from www.napowrimo.net – to write a “kenning” poem

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How to Throw on the Potters Wheel – A Didactic poem

firstly become centred
feel the moisture
envelope your being
gliding between your fingertips
pulling up squeezing down
slowly gently opening
guiding delicate curves
skillfully pulling upwards
shaping the sturdy foot
caressing the bulging belly
supporting the shoulder
tenderly smoothing ripples

creating a life

Digitally altered Photo

Digitally altered Photo

© Dawn Whitehand 2016

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Prompt from www.napowrimo.net :
“Many years ago, “didactic” poetry was very common – in other words, poetry that explicitly sought to instruct the reader in some kind of skill or knowledge, whether moral, philosophical, or practical. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write the latter kind of “how to” poem – a didactic poem that focuses on a practical skill”  …. so my response – my practical skill is throwing on the potters wheel 🙂

Day 17 – A Potter’s Dictionary

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a societal moulding
as if made from clay
fuelled by coal
slowed by a cooling damper
the eternal heat
my life within a kiln
spared by a muffle
a mind in constant reduction
eyes ever glazing
an eternal life of sulphur

Digitally Manipulated Original Conte Drawing

Digitally Manipulated Original Conte Drawing

© Dawn Whitehand 2016

Prompt from www.napowrimo.net … read on for my inspiration!

To find, either on your shelves or online, a specialized dictionary. This could be, for example, a dictionary of nautical terms, or woodworking terms, or geology terms. Anything, really, so long as it’s not a standard dictionary! Now write a poem that incorporates at least ten words from your specialized source.

So, as a ceramic artist I have many ‘potters dictionaries’ at my disposal – and chose this dictionary to find some random terms.

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I randomly opened ten pages and chose a term from each page & then constructed the poem using the chosen word as the last word of each line ….

Dawn Whitehand Poem

Enjoy 🙂