Sally Plumb Plumb Poems

Distance stretches
to the horizon,
over the edge
is the distance down.
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When I missed you
on a fateful day,
and my mental sustenance
was drained with misery,
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Your sunny cheeks
are as red
as the autumn apple
and as shiny
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Harold Wilson once said,
"A week is a long time
in politics".
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Is that the time?
Has it passed by
so suddenly
without reason or with rhyme?
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Say we can meet
in the astral place,
then I can travel
deaths dark corridoor
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The perfect silence
of your eyes
as I look into
your thoughts
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In this angry world,
stay close, darlin'.
We are united by words,
with words,
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Kitty blue dress,
princess of sorrow,
died today,
will live tomorrow
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Life at the moment
is like weak tea,
unimpressive
and strained like me.
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