WHITE is a colour.....

Hello,

I am writing again. So welcome back me....

I share a poem I wrote that was in answer to a question in a course I have been doing the past 10 weeks.

Cockatoo Love - photograph by Andrew Swansson Flickr

 

 

WHITE

by Wendy House

I am White.
I am the foam on the ocean wave.
I am the tiny white jasmine flower
who only visits in August.
I am the white daisies open up to the sun.
I am a white cockatoo
soaring among the gums.
I am a white duck,
or three white ducks on a pond.
I am a white porch.
I am a white room
and a white bed
and a white chair
and a white mat.
I am clean.
I am fresh.
I am pure.
I am a white curtain flapping in the breeze.
I am a white hat
protecting a head from the sun.
I am crisp.
I am clean.
I am white.



Photograph Below: Taken by Andrew Swansson Photography. Flickr

It feels good to be back.

Cheers,
Wendy