Patti Masterman Poems

Lady Angel, hear my plea:
Harken now your ear, to me
Take this soul, of fire and clay
And this endless stream of days;
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It takes some darkness to unveil the light:
The dark diamond, in the midst of squalor;
Revelatory schism, of blackest night.
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my heaven fell, lost to the centuries, just as the dawn was being born;
just think how easily, a child's knees gravely mistook stones for poems
as sunny lovers dreamt the night before had died twice, in its sleep
before the wrong hour was nearly done, hearing the drunken fountain's laughter;
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In the greater oyster world
All the children eventually grew old
The windmills ran down
The fields went back to clover
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There's an earthy blood-smell to lavender
It surprises you when the nose gets too close
Once you get past the modest skirted blooms
To find the green blood of torn out flower
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Troubles fade away
In the far moonlight
All the cares of day
In the far moonlight
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The mermaid and the dragonfly
Were alone in the ocean so blue:
She, birthed out of her mother's womb
Deep under the waves, she grew.
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O deeper sea
That waves restless between us
Engorging and disgorging
The changeling creations
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Though the long, dark winter days
Have left their mark,
Spring can't stay away forever.
The dreary fields and barren trees,
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Gird up your heart, or the past will come stab it,
Cover your wounds, or the memories will sting:
Be careful whatever you're seeing or hearing;
No telling what others the stray things may bring.
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