Sally Plumb Plumb

Silver Star - 3,656 Points (23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Squaw - Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

My breasts carry the blue rivers
that nurse me with their blood,
my ears, the canyons of the winds.
I listen to their songs.
My eyes the storms of the sky
that cools me.....
but you, flower of the late sun,
warm me gently and bring
only lilies.





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Topic(s) of this poem: sadness

Form: ABC


Comments about Squaw by Sally Plumb Plumb

  • (1/18/2016 5:56:00 PM)


    Metaphoric and veiled with intense imagery.This is as deep andpowerful as free verse can deliver-splendid (Report) Reply

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  • Anil Kumar Panda (12/28/2015 6:07:00 AM)


    Very nice. Each line is meaningful. Loved it. (Report) Reply

  • (11/11/2015 10:52:00 AM)


    Very nicely delivered poem with a touch of sadness for what has passed, but calm resignation for what is to come. A pleasure to read. (Report) Reply

  • Margaret O Driscoll (11/1/2015 8:55:00 AM)


    Beautiful lines, love this Sally (Report) Reply

  • Simone Inez Harriman (11/1/2015 3:01:00 AM)


    I love your poem Sally. So beautifully in tune with spirit. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 1, 2015



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