Sally Plumb Plumb Poems

Anger threatens
and bursts throught fast.
The swelling breast
stretches the sinews
...

It is a beautiful place.....
this mystery of where you are,
full of golden trees
glistening
...

Dream on, dearie,
deep in pillow.
Your ever knit brow
is slackened now.
...

She could hear the piano
playing as slow
as his seductive fingers.
The lingering sound
...

If in
another space
our two minds
could interlace
...

Let his eyes net,
net her,
his sweet sweat,
sweat her,
...

Death is a lump in the throat.
Acute awareness of the inanimate,
bareness in extreme...
cold, full and frozen.
...

Turn your eye
and don't look back,
the littered past
is long and black.
...

Chickens picking amongst wild flowers.
Undug patches with netting bowers.
Tuberculosis that's running rife.
Sore, scrubbed hands on every wife.
...

Swank back,
swing arse
girls of glass.
Don't pass them
...