Stranded Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

Stranded



She is the age
of the stone, grey sky.
Compacted years
of time gone by.

Summer passed
on its perfumed wings
rejoicing and singing,
totally unmasked,
before she reaiised it.

Time, like tears
evaporated and left
her stranded in
the space created by fate....

late, and alone.

Friday, December 14, 2018
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Sally Plumb Plumb

Sally Plumb Plumb

Haverhill Suffolk England
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