Sally Plumb Plumb

Veteran Poet - 1,750 Points (23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Sally Plumb Plumb Poems

161. Rumour 8/30/2013
162. Sacrifice 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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Prayer For Night

This is a weak day,
a don't wanna speak day...

the wounded mind
with splintered thought,
a broken mirror
of a sort,
attacks the moments
so distraught,
then causes crisis
of a kind.

She prays for night,
for sleep, and peace,
wnen time drugged pain
and torments cease.

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