Sally Plumb Plumb

Freshman - 640 Points (23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Sally Plumb Plumb Poems

241. A Question Of God 5/17/2009
242. A Humorous Death 5/2/2009
243. A Dark Fire 5/8/2009
244. A Boy And A Frog (Kids Stuff) 10/23/2014
245. 6 P.M. 6/8/2010
246. 1957 8/4/2010
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A Humorous Death

Distance stretches
to the horizon,
over the edge
is the distance down.
I am over
Falling slow as a feather.

My past passes me,
It is a long way,
the bottom.
In the mortuary of mind
lay my ancestors
arms open and calling.
The dying left in me
will not speed its entirity
towards the inevitable.

>> <<

My ancestors are laughing now.
Applauding joyfully,
glad that I am released
from the restrictions of being.

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A face that's numb
takes pause
to recollect its features.
A mouth that's dumb
can't gasp
its self respect.
The brain's too blind
to predict
its seething injury.

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