Patti Masterman


Ghostly - Poem by Patti Masterman

I am a figment of my imagination,
I am a hologram, loosed upon the world,
I am the past of the present that's waiting-
Waiting for time, in its time to unfurl.

I am the death in the life breath was bringing,
I am the mirror that the living were shown,
I am the omen that dying has loosened-
I am the spirit upon which flesh has flown.


Comments about Ghostly by Patti Masterman

  • Silver Star - 3,860 Points Dave Walker (9/22/2013 11:32:00 AM)

    A great poem, the soul will always live on. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,238 Points Tiku . (9/22/2013 11:30:00 AM)

    beautiful poem.liked it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 23, 2013


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