Poetry

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

nothingness

on a mattress

feathered in clouds

He wonders nothing,

his worries don’t exist,

just comfort he seeks

just calm and rest

he takes.

©️mft

photo by Alice Tulin

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. Beautifully written. Loved it!

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

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

  6. 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). 🙂

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

  8. Exactly. Well done
    😂

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