Sally Plumb Plumb

Silver Star - 3,983 Points (23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Climate Change - Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

In hidden woodland,
forsaken, deep in untrod ground,
an old briar pipe...
cannabis growing from its bowl,
harvesting not ripe.

Beside it,
half buried in neglected earth
a sculpture of weathered stone
bright flowers from its nostrils,
sweet flowers from its ears,
whilst from the sockets
of its eyes
mass dandelions appeared.

Through tight cold lips
hung roots of ash
struggling for its base
encased by wild, wild weed
and nettles
with briar interlaced.

Sally Plumb

Comments about Climate Change by Sally Plumb Plumb

  • (6/18/2010 11:19:00 AM)

    Great poem! It shows the struggle of nature, makes me think also on the struggle of good and evil! Well done; D (Report) Reply

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  • C. P. Sharma (1/6/2010 2:08:00 AM)

    Metaphysics woven in superb imagery from Nature. All that changes is governed by the rules of 'Maya'.
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  • Prince Obed de la Cruz (1/3/2010 5:25:00 AM)

    oh you really write good

    OBED D.C.
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  • (12/31/2009 6:15:00 AM)

    I tried to resond to this poem earlier, but PH wasn't cooperating...
    Clear imagery, showing a future devoid of mankind it seems. But is it? The poem lets us see only a little way through the tangled briars. If we walk deeper, Sally, what will you show us? N
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 26, 2009

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