A Crumpled Old Napkin Poem by Walterrean Salley

A Crumpled Old Napkin

Rating: 5.0


I saw a crumpled napkin,
Laying on the floor,
Shaped like an angel-
Need I say more.

I picked up the napkin-
Wrinkled as could be
And placed it on a table
Next to me.

And then with a pencil
And artistic eye,
I would catch the image
In the napkin nearby.

So I began to sketch-
Fanciful and free-
The angelic image
In the napkin next to me.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Hans Vr 21 November 2013

Truly poetic. I think that is what a poet does different from others: she sees something special in things that others do not see. Wonderful poem

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Valerie Dohren 29 August 2012

Lovely write - very imaginative.

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Danny Draper 28 March 2012

A lovely write which demonstrates the human ability to see patterns in almost everything. However, to see with an artists eye is the gift of creativity.

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Only great poets can see the extraordinary in the ordinary. Well done my friend.10/10

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