The Endless

it slithers and slides
oozing translucent drips
soulless eyes piercing
where once I dwelt
now only
an empty chrysalis

the endless

drawing and poetry Dawn Whitehand

©Dawn Whitehand 2020

Day One Hundred and Ninety Eight: 6th February 2013

the old papers are rolled up
and bound with brown string
on top of the cupboard
storing long forgotten pasts
and memories of an inspired future

Pencil on Handmade Paper

Pencil on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2013

Day One Hundred and Seventy Two: 11th January 2013

While dreaming,
You walked by,
Slowly with head down,
And I noticed you hesitate,
Steal a glance and smile awkwardly,
Then rush on remaining gone forever more.

Pastel on Handmade Paper

Pastel on Handmade Paper

Day One Hundred and Forty One: 11th December 2012

my mind was full
when you beckoned me
a false promise luring
but instead leaving
no room to think
no where to create

Nowhere: pencil on paper

Nowhere: pencil on paper

Day One Hundred and Eight: 8th November 2012

The cawing crows fade into the distance,
And your breathe on my back,
Cools the summer warmth,
Splashing through the window,
Golden tendrils across the bed,
Rippling on dishevelled sheets.

Torsos in the Afternoon: Pencil on handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2012

Day Seventy One: 2nd October 2012


A new journal,
Pristine, unspoilt,
Handmade paper, untainted,
Textured, untouched,
Earthy, fresh smells,
Inspiration new, eager,
Words bouncing,
Creative tendrils,
Pastels, watercolours,
Pen poised,
A sense of purpose.
Ride with it now,
Before it fades, stagnates,

Creative Tendrils: Pencil on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2012

Day Fifty Five: 16th September 2012


When will the words come?
Syllables disjointed, prose bland,
Lacking harmony.
Broken white lines,
On an endless highway,
Sounds unuttered, fall flat,
Stumbling onward.
A neverending stream of tar,
Through a dry, barren desert.

Words? : Pastel and Pencil on Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2012

Day Fifty Four: 15th September 2012

Mesmerising, the music is soulful,
Arousing emotions,
Disturbing my thoughts,
Ideas poised, awaiting,
Then blankness fills my mind,
And the noise.

Noise: Pencil on Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2012

Day Twenty Five: 17th August 2012


You appear…
Fading in,
Fading out,
A lonely silhouette,
In want of return.

Ghostly: Pencil on Paper








© Dawn Whitehand 2012

Day Fourteen: August 6th 2012


It is raining now,
The hot tin roof sizzles,
Rusty steam rising,
Heavy pregnant droplets welcomed,
Exploding loud, quenching,
My drought is broken.

The Deluge: Pencil on Paper










© Dawn Whitehand 2012