Patti Masterman


Orphans Of Some Eternal Night - Poem by Patti Masterman

When lightning lights up the sky,

All the babes in the bone-yard cry;

They've seen their mothers still on earth

And wonder why they were given birth.


When lightning strikes the very trees,

It shakes and rattles the bones of these

Orphans of some eternal night,

Hid from loving arms- and light.


When lightning rushes to the ground,

And deep inside their graves, goes down,

It starts their wan hearts; one more beat-

But still can't wake them from their sleep.


Comments about Orphans Of Some Eternal Night by Patti Masterman

  • Rookie - 347 Points David Wood (5/14/2013 2:09:00 PM)

    I can feel the lightning strike. You paint a clear picture with words. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 347 Points David Wood (5/5/2013 10:24:00 AM)

    You poem has a lovely use of words. Words are all we poets have and yours are good. Orphans of some eternal night - very powerful. Thanks for sharing.10/10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013


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