Sally Plumb Plumb

Veteran Poet - 1,895 Points (23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Defeat - Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

Why did
I not consider
your feelings
god apparent to me?
Dealing in thought
concealing all that
you know..

So I strike
with cutlass
and wound the air
that you breathe.
Receiving from me
all venom.
Strength in bitterness.

Unreceiving
blows from you.
Unhurt, but hurt
because you do not
punish.
Pain, that need
to cover pain
cries sweetness.
So fight me on
towards my own
destruction.

You do not
disdainfully inflict
because god mighty
you are not there,
but are man.
How care?
Spare me some comfort.
Hurt me.


Comments about Defeat by Sally Plumb Plumb

  • Rookie - 4 Points Ray Schreiber (2/18/2012 9:12:00 PM)

    Spare me some comfort. Hurt me. What an ending... love it! (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 4,246 Points Valerie Dohren (2/18/2012 5:29:00 AM)

    Great poem Sally - a good read. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 66 Points Craig Anderson (2/9/2012 6:30:00 AM)

    Strike with cutlass and wound the air... Breathtaking prose Sally. It seemed very Dickensian to me. Excellent piece.
    Regards.
    Craig. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 348 Points Vipins Puthooran (2/9/2012 3:59:00 AM)

    deep meaningful poem//// (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 8, 2012


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