Denial

Posted on January 29, 2014 by Dawn Whitehand

a thin layer of
smog
in frozen silence
hovers
my eyes quitting
close
eerie ambience wafts
veiled
floating acrid aroma
tempting
eyes that won’t look
because
only death remains

Wax on Handmade Paper

Passing Seasons

Posted on December 5, 2013 by Dawn Whitehand

green sweet
fresh leaf
breeze gentle
time passing
red tones
floating down
morbid crunch

Leaf: digital image

Insomnia

Posted on November 3, 2013 by Dawn Whitehand

in the dead of night

the clock ticks eternal
relentless ever louder

tick tock tick tock

mimicking the dripping tap
thundering in the empty sink

drip drop drip drop

jarring my edged (un)nerves
gnawing at my frayed (in)sanity

eat sleep and be merry

invading my scattered (crazy)dreams
a rigid marching (executing) army

left right left right

a masked firing squad kneeling
steady ready aim fire

…bang

Wax on Handmade paper

Spring Rain

Posted on October 29, 2013 by Dawn Whitehand

Lying on my back
staring upward
outstretched
mouth open
gulping
big bulbous droplets
luscous
silver streaks
slide across my face
warm wetness
enveloping my body
pink
dissolves my winter cocoon
and I explode
blossoming

Digital Drawing

A Love Poem

Posted on October 11, 2013 by Dawn Whitehand

the earth was flat
when first we met
under cloak of dark
and forbidden passion grew
tainted by jealous eyes

so we jumped from the earth’s edge

holding hands in desperation
so as to awake together
unfetid in the next life

many long centuries pass
and the cliff still stands
but the earth now round
a never-ending spinning orb

ongoing

forever

like our love

Pastel on Handmade Paper

Ode to Virginia Woolf

Posted on October 7, 2013 by Dawn Whitehand

slowly submerging
ripples
swirl upward
cool
caressingly gray
murkiness

a protective shield
barricading reality
uncertainty hidden

willingly
I breathe
water
oxygen bubbles
rise
burst
gone forever

eyes bulging

ears popping

my body
slowly sinks

Tinted Charcoal and Coloured Pencil on Handmade Paper

It was a Rainy Morning…

Posted on September 29, 2013 by Dawn Whitehand

rain sheets drape, softly
enveloping tree tops, glistening
leaves dazzling silver, shining
glare my eyes, squinting
furrowing my brow, deepening
sorrow a knot, churning
desperately seeking answers, none

Wax on Handmade Paper

Who is my Friend?

Posted on September 17, 2013 by Dawn Whitehand

illogical ranting
spews forth
from a pop up window

a diatribe of vitriol

shockingly arrogant

arrogantly shocking

true colours exposed

the only option

tap a single key

‘delete’

or unfriend

Manipulated Digital Photograph

Afternoon Interlude

Posted on September 11, 2013 by Dawn Whitehand

pink flesh
cool
softly sliding
caressing
over mine
hazey
afternoon shadows
long
rumpled sheets
speckled
sparkling skin

Pastel on Handmade paper

Inhabited

Posted on September 8, 2013 by Dawn Whitehand

orange lights snap shut
darkness surrounds sudden grossly
dank smells rise putrid
heart palpitating now unabated
low whispers menacing quietly
imagined room forever trapped
my mind crushed explodes