Patti Masterman Poems

What sort of world is this?
Even my sneeze on the monitor screen
Has a rainbow glowing within its bounds
Holographic world indeed
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The world is an ocean
Rising and falling
Glowing and fading
From moonlight to day
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We are only temporary tenants
Of the earth
For a few decades or a century
We wear paths in the grass
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With every century that's over-thrown
Down goes some other beloved of my own-
Another heart beating, just the same as mine;
Another most like me, among all human kind
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I can hear the locusts of summer singing
In their way, and the lost child inside
Is still crying for popsicles from the ice cream truck
And garden sprinklers to run through
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When the dream came and you stood inside it
Shyly introducing yourself, you were surrounded by fog
Then later, the little plastic ball changed color
But only part of me could believe it
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And God said: I'll make me a man who can subjugate the world
Bend it to his own will, just like me
And so he did
And so man has changing passions like the tides
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Along the way you might find that
Some people have inland seas for eyes
And some have bejewelled souls
Some reveal themselves in words
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A spring will be arriving without you
I never thought it'd come to this so soon
And yet, I felt a cold and shaking fear;
It would arrive without you, and full-blown.
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little ray of light
all the sea is star-infused
reflected in waves
slowly sliding over us
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