Sally Plumb Plumb Poems

Hit Title Date Added
121.
The Red Indian

I would care to meet you
man of the low sky,
who catches the winds voice
in his hand
...

122.
November

The wind is dying
and memories
like falling leaves
lay dead
...

123.
Predator

The cries of the hunter
ring free within the night
and pursue in damning darkness
through the garden of all sight.
...

124.
Slough Of Despond

With the dim light
of terrible day
in lifes asylum,
still, bone faced,
...

125.
The Satyr

The old goat sleeps
with piccalo,
hunts in dream
some lover near,
...

126.
Judas

'Tis clear demise,
my Judas.
Kiss my eyes farewell.
It is too late to cry for me.
...

127.
Serenade

Night music,
cascading, warm
through her veins
in gentle pleasure,
...

128.
Vow

Warm your hands
on my heart
and I will liven you.
deep in me
...

129.
Time Past

The rustic table
once furnished hearty food,
rough, red wine,
hosted kind,
...

130.
Sparrows

Birds in a
bare bush
beneath quiet
noonday beams,
...

Close
Error Success