Sally Plumb Plumb

Veteran Poet - 1,500 Points (23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Sally Plumb Plumb Poems

241. We Are 5/6/2009
242. Weeping Willow 8/29/2009
243. Wildflowers Live On 3/14/2009
244. Wind And Rain 2/20/2012
245. Winter 3/15/2009
246. Workday Weekday 10/17/2012
247. Wren 3/13/2010
248. Yellow Iris 5/23/2010
249. Zero 8/10/2010
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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Ghost

And there -
a subconsious projection
dressed in white,
stood a holy man
in the dead of night.
Quiet as the grave,
that he, and she,
faced in stillness
all thoughts that be.

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