Wild Things

a wanton wailing wind whispers
Beware….Escape Now….
don’t step through the portal
only wild things dwell here
amongst dank heavy grey shadows
menacing black shapes lurk large
leftover detritus morbid and spent
twisted angst of a life lived through dreams

sketch charcoal & conte on handmade paper

sketch charcoal & conte on handmade paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2014

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WHAT ?

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

Gone…

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

Free

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
floating
painfree
for just a while

Dawn Whitehand drawing

© Dawn Whitehand 2014