This Craving Never Tames Poem by Patti Masterman

This Craving Never Tames



The conjugate of idolatry,
The alchemy of flame,
The Astarte of pure harlotry-
And nomenclature'd name.

The lode-stone of sly coquetry,
The compass-stone of hearth,
The balanced stoichiometry-
Broken waters of birth.

The Vestal of impurity,
The perfidy of shame-
My blood in you runs truer red;
This craving never tames.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jim Troy 03 September 2011

This beauty just has so much passion steming openly from the powers of the artist soul... So completely open and remarkably put out there for a total grasping of all the intricate complexities of that powerful love. Not any baby food here..... What an art form..... Jim Troy

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Dave Walker 02 September 2011

Wow this one got me off guard. Thanks For your kind words about my poem, the living and the dead. Its been about 15 years since i wrote anything like this. Best wishes Dave

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