Patti Masterman Poems

Tears, funny tears
When no one is watching;
Tears, sad tears
When no one's about,
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The world of our choosing surrounds us;
The objects familiar, and those
Others we picked, to amuse us-
Who've now grown uncomfortably close.
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Birthday poem for a friend

Our lives are the bottom-land, where we grow
From year to year, the time escrow'd,
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I'm amenable to guilt,
Where habitual patterns rule;
Soul composed of tattered quilt-
And sometimes look the fool.
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Universe holds your body
Just like a dollhouse doll;
Like the birdcage holds the bird,
And so, becomes a wall.
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When dawn breaks,
The nights nightmares fall dead,
And daylight takes
The terror from our heads.
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In the sidewalk's where our shadows stayed
While we grew up to live another day,
With borrowed lives we would not think to pick-
As though another chose them, while we played.
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Into our dreams, into our dreams
Again and again we embark,
Such dreams and fantasies we enjoy
From sunrise until dark.
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Tendon from bone; assailing feat,
Feline sinew on well-cleaved meat,
Death in the morning, death at night-
To sate unwelcome hungers blight.
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The brain-pan is the cannibal's dream;
The seat of soul, the being's seam,
The font of man's divinest mind:
Both brute, and the devoutly kind.
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