Sally Plumb Plumb

Bronze Star - 2,709 Points (23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Sally Plumb Plumb Poems

161. Rowley 3/14/2009
162. Rumour 8/30/2013
163. Sacrifice 6/27/2015
164. Score 4/22/2012
165. Seagull 7/11/2012
166. Search 3/14/2009
167. Second Depression 8/10/2011
168. Seeing You 10/1/2011
169. Separation 8/14/2013
170. Serenade 3/14/2009
171. Shades Of Love 8/1/2013
172. Shadow 5/16/2010
173. Shadow Street 5/5/2009
174. Shower 5/22/2010
175. Side Affects 12/23/2009
176. Silken Thread 10/2/2011
177. Simplicity 3/14/2009
178. Singing Lesson 8/2/2010
179. Six A.M. 4/4/2009
180. Skin 5/19/2011
181. Skylark 3/15/2009
182. Sleep 9/18/2009
183. Sleep My Love 3/28/2009
184. Slough Of Despond 12/11/2010
185. Smile 3/14/2009
186. Snake Skin 12/1/2010
187. Snowdrops 3/14/2009
188. Solitude 3/20/2009
189. Something Plus 3/23/2009
190. Somewhere 3/14/2009
191. Song Of A Dying Infant 6/3/2009
192. Sparrows 3/14/2009
193. Speechless 12/5/2009
194. Spirit 5/14/2010
195. Spirit Wings 9/7/2009
196. Spring Weather 3/12/2010
197. Squaw 11/1/2015
198. Stairway 3/23/2012
199. Starless 3/14/2009
200. Starters 10/2/2009
Best Poem of Sally Plumb Plumb

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,
painfully.
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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Domestic

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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