White Poem by Michelle Kafka

White wash... Welcome to PH.

More poison air than before. Helpless I am to such a plight. Dulled vision, to my mortal sight. white heart too.... white is for peace and white is purity too.. i love its composition.. keep it up

White curtains, White sheets, White milk moustache, White jacket, White snow, White clouds Love his poem and its giving many meanings, peace, presperity is included with what you meant other menaings and issues..sweet and sweetly written poem..short but with long hidden poetic short heartfel story inside..this is what I like in your potery..depth, and philosophical way of measuring things and issues..well written, , liked it much 10/10

unfortunatly everything in white does change colors, but change is usually for the most part a good thing.(hopefully) but this poem is in the white, and it's out of sight, which makes it a good write. another ten

It's like a daydream when you think of the first white thing you can't stop it's just to pleasant 10

Thanks for the comments and welcome everyone.

This is interesting, just like there is no black ice, white ice does not exist; apparently, milky ice does exist.