Sally Plumb Plumb

Veteran Poet - 1,432 Points (23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Sally Plumb Plumb Poems

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

The flames that flared
by Rowleys head,
were part of his cardigan
Aunt Pop said.
He caught it alight
whilst frying some bacon.
(Can't remember whos food
he was makin')
An extinguisher was close at hand.

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