Patti Masterman Poems

Arc light burning, branding, turning me inside-out
Signal beam incandescent, welding the tears
With small hands, the lightest touch, without
Any appointment, prefaced by no prayers
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If you swallowed mainstream religion
Then, you are a trout-
Not a salmon, they swim free;
Swim upstream, from somewhere
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even should I look at the same stars as you
and even the heavens, though the same shade of blue
shine onto those paths that ourselves so well knew
we'd not have a hope to find something as true
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Defiling time, spent tidings of wild hedgerows
We circumvent the feathered wheeling flight
Copse of down in woeful breasted dove
Portents my winded craft will scuttle
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Seas twinkle and there is a trace
Of diamonds in the sun's bright face
Day comes again; there is no death
Inside the garland of your breath.
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Love is longing
When the heart's bled dry
All the tears and moaning
Echoing the sigh.
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Unborn child, rocking in safe harbor,
Counting the days of his corded life:
Doesn't know he's being expelled
From the nearest paradise on earth;
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I've been hunted,
Like a partridge at dawn,
Hunted down blind alleys of desperation;
Like I wasn't a man at all
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Why do I read your words on here-
Do your minds stretch me to new frontiers?

Why do I take your confessions to heart-
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I could feed on mankind's imagination alone for eons;
As long as the music still remained, the poetry,
The art; the cathedrals, the beauty, the mystery;
I would cradle that flame forever, just waiting
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