wild wind whistled
while wispy wishes
whispered woeful wails

halting heinous hailing
hurriedly hurting horribly
however hauling happiness

and another arrow
announced agony again
arguing angry angst

thinking theories thoroughly
thoughts thrashed thickly
throwing thunder through

Wax & Newspaper on Handmade Paper - digitally manipulated

Wax & Newspaper on Handmade Paper – digitally manipulated

© Dawn Whitehand 2014


you weren’t there
when I looked over my shoulder
and discovered the place
where your shadow used to be

dazed and confused
I lay down feeling the ground
where once you stood
as if to conjure you back

but I’m too late

gone forever you will always be

Dawn Whitehand Abstract Art

© Dawn Whitehand 2014


ever present
there is a tightness in my head
creaking and groaning
it thumps
pressure builds
needing to escape
relentlessly pushing
my eyes
exploding red
and my soul escapes
for just a while

Dawn Whitehand drawing

© Dawn Whitehand 2014


still warm
crumpled sheets
your smell

jazz tunes
softly humming
your taste

cozy blankets
snuggling deeper
I lay

Water Soluble Ink Block on Handmade Paper

Water Soluble Ink Block on Handmade Paper


















© Dawn Whitehand 2014



I saw you standing there
yesterday on the corner
collar up
hunched stiffly against the howling wind
whipping through trees
pulling at your hair
shiny black

I saw you standing there
yesterday waiting for me
patiently toe tapping
traffic passing by busily preoccupied
secure in pre-ordained destinations

I saw you standing there

and abruptly turned away

Conte on Handmade Paper

Conte on Handmade Paper


















© Dawn Whitehand 2014

SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) *

cold rain
icicles dagger like
prickling my skin
piercing my veins
an endless trauma
enveloping my heart
saturating my soul
a merciless scourge
winter torment

Dawn Whitehand abstract art SAD Seasonal Affective Disorder

Wax on Handmade paper


















© Dawn Whitehand 2014

*SAD – Seasonal Affectice Disorder is often associatd with Winter : here is a research starting point from Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seasonal_affective_disorder

No More Tomorrows

imminent death

I know the hour
the exact minute

nervously I anticipate
my heart pounding


the final glimpse of red
the final waft of warmth
the final tinkle of laughter
the final tang of spice
the final caress of you

my final gasp of breath

Pastels on Handmade Paper

Pastels on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2014

10 Poems That Look Like What They Mean

Dawn Whitehand:

I love the idea of this technique – ‘concrete poetry’ …. i think I’ll give it a try!!

Originally posted on Qwiklit:

By May Huang

Poets employ various means to get their message across in their poems, ranging from rhyme scheme to alliteration. However, poetic meaning can also be translated visually through a form termed “concrete poetry;” indeed, numerous poets experiment with line breaks and typography to present their work in a way that ‘looks’ the way it is supposed to ‘mean.’ Here are 10 poems whose meanings lie in their appearances:

1) George Herbert – Easter Wings


Published in 1633, George Herbert’s Easter Wings is the oldest concrete poem in this list. A poem about flight in its metaphorical sense, Easter Wings aptly takes the form of a pair of wings (the likeness is even more remarkable if you rotate the poem 90 degrees to the right).

2) 40-Love by Roger McGough

The English poet Roger McGough sends readers’ eyes travelling to and fro the way a tennis ball would across…

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