Patti Masterman Poems

Everyone has both brightness
and fields of darkness within.
Never doubt the universe
hears your longing,
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Who are you looking for in the mirror?
She's not here, and never was-
An never will be, that's the rub.
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Women have the censor between their legs,
The fiery oven of consuming warmth;
The womb is perihelion, to the stars,
Who have last word on who comes,
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I want to give away all my dreams, anoint them
To some special connoisseur, treasured recipient-
Who would hold them perfectly unsullied, untouched-
Throughout the seething, unsettled cauldrons of time's reign.
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My soul has been stolen
Replaced by a stone
My thoughts now are dead ones
My voices drone
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Public places are so lonely,
don't they almost tear your heart out;
merchandise left where it was dropped,
all of it owner-less and drear.
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I'm so far gone from you now
Like the Moon's gone from a sub
When the Sun's gone dark above
Every day and every way
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Great quantities of air are indistinguishable from water-
The silver jet plows through the sky at 250 knots,
The air grumbling as it moves aside, an invisible sea
In which is left a delicate, frothing wake,
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A snake crept beneath Cleopatra's bed,
And kissed the spot she laid her head,
Though he couldn’t clasp her side, to him:
He was not warm-blooded man-
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The self is a concretion,
As amber to the tree,
And seashell to the pearl;
An antiquated 'We'.
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