NaPoWriMo – Day Sixteen

the dream is elusive
tugging the foggy peripheries
night after endless night
forming a fading labyrinth
hiding the unseemly truth
…deception

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

NaPoWriMo – Day Fifeteen

a cacophony of birdsong
serenades the morning

yes the darkness remains
a luminous veil tightly drawn
separating the world and my soul

red splashed dappled clouds
dance across the sky

yes the darkness remains
descending ever deeper
mercilessly sucking my energy

till my blood flows no more

© 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 Thirteen

unctuous darkness seeps across the sky
deep glossy and raven black
a floating luminous veil
penetrating reminders of Winters past

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

NaPoWriMo – Day Twelve

waiting
tapping the table
anticipation shrivels
as the minutes tick relentlessly

fidgeting
pacing the floor
expectation growing
as the hours drag mercilessly

disappointment
idly standing by
realisations dwindling
as the years mount vengefully
replaced with an empty nothingness

the end

© 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