Treasure Island

Sally Plumb Plumb

(23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Headstones


Laying,
soaked bones,
broken
in the dead earth,
roots whisper,
inhertance.

Their silent voices
repeat -
we are your ancestors
and we laid still
until your coming.
Now we unite
in grave terms
that will always
be hours
of time and history,
and symbols
on stones
that mark
our coming and going.

Sally Plumb

Submitted: Saturday, March 14, 2009

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