Day One Hundred & Three: 14th October 2012


Do you ever see
a watery rippling
within the object
in your sight?
As though
its not real,
A mirage,
a prop placed,
But by whom?

And you know
there is emerging
a ragged tear
in the delicate fabric of time.

A Ragged Tear: Pastel on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2012