Poem: Clean Sheets by Mark Tulin

He takes an afternoon nap

on clean sheets and pillowcases,

a celestial escape

The fresh smell

of laundered bedding

is where he lay,

an ordinary joy,

a priceless comfort

A middle-aged

somnolent angel

with pains and aches

giving his tired wings

a break

So peaceful

is his noonday nap

just sinking into


on a mattress

feathered in clouds

He wonders nothing,

his worries don’t exist,

just comfort he seeks

just calm and rest

he takes.


photo by Alice Tulin

I am an author, poet, humorist, and short story writer from Palm Springs, California. I write about various topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia to my years as a family therapist and finally to my soul-searching in California. These are poetic narratives that may have humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

24 comments on “Poem: Clean Sheets by Mark Tulin

  1. Ahhh ‘Somnolent Angel’ – how beautiful, you make me want to take a siesta!

  2. Lucky you to get a restful sleep happy dreams!

  3. Jaya Singh

    So soothing.

  4. Beautifully written. Loved it!

  5. Such a wonderful post! I can smell the fresh linen even now! You’re making me sleepy! LOL! Bravo, Mark, Bravo!

  6. Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
    Come share the joy of clean sheets and pillowcases in Mark’s – CLEAN SHEETS

  7. Written well, Mark! …I know the feeling. And it is not only in the Afternoons. Any time is Siesta time for me now, (the Rights of a Senior Citizen, Haha). 🙂

  8. Indeed a current battle as I’m under the sheets reading this as we speak, feeling too lazy to move. Love it!☺️

  9. Exactly. Well done

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