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 Fifty Three: 23rd December 2012

once vivid
the dream
is elusive now
a vision
where you and I
are free

Pastel on Handmade paper

Pastel on Handmade paper

Day One Hundred & Seven: 7th November 2012

Bright Light,
Glaring white,
Searing Yellow,
Eyes squint,
Body aches,
A door opens.

Searing Yellow: Pastel on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2012

Day One Hundred & Six: 6th November 2012


In dreams I know,
IT all becomes clear,
How IT all started,
Why IT must be,
Where I am from,
And to be happy.
Till, sucked into my body,
I awake,
And the fog descends,
The memory fades,
And I forget again…

In Dreams I Know: Pastel on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2012

Day Eighty One: 12th October 2012


Day 81,
An ongoing sojourn,
Into a world of words and mark making,
Confessing, Cleansing, Purging.
And after these 1944 hours,
Is my soul lighter, freer, unburdened?
Or am I just trowelling mortar on the walls,
Reinforcing my own battlefront,
Of dismal thoughts of entrapment,
And unrealised ideals?

A Lighter Soul: Soft Pastel on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2012

Day Seventy Four: 5th October 2012


awaking to silence
i wonder if
i am the last thing
alive on Earth.
No birdsong,
No traffic noise,
No rustling trees.
Then suddenly
in the distance
a low rumble
perhaps a lawn mower.
And I know
i am not alone.

A Low Rumble: Pastel on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2012

Day Forty Nine: 10th September 2012


Floating in Whiteness,
Feelings meaningless,
No reds, No blues,
No purple, No orange,
A sweet ether of nothingness.

Colourless: Pastel on Paper








© Dawn Whitehand 2012