Clean White Sheets Poem by Timothy Ward Ingersoll

Clean White Sheets



Clean white sheets
Will Hold my soul
As best I know
My hand bestow

From heart to page
From hand is laid
Things undiscovered
Thing under cover

Yet more than thought
That might be caught
More then feelings
My whole being

The whole not here
Forever fearing
but something more
as yet unborn

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Prince Obed de la Cruz 03 December 2009

wow nice figurative... rules of poetry is applied... it is unique, in a way.

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