Treasure Island

Sally Plumb Plumb

(23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Good Night


In this hotbed
of entrancing love
we make our feeling
dear with sure
intent, and through
a glowing curtain
of the night
will cool, and sleep,
and ring the crazy
moon in dream -
till in descent
we touch the mundane
morning with a facade
staged cold,
oblivious and right
we'll discuss
a just good morning
with not a mention
of the passed good night.

Sally Plumb

Submitted: Saturday, March 14, 2009

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  • Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK (7/8/2010 1:10:00 AM)

    ‘Hotbed’ …’curtain will cool’ by night...Spice of life ‘blow hot blow cold’... lolol…good morn will bear smiling romantic aftertaste of good night affairs lolol …thanks Ma’am for sharing … Ms. Nivedita
    UK
    10/10 (Report) Reply

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