Patti Masterman

Patti Masterman Poems

521. All Hallows Eve 4/12/2010
522. In A Far And Distant Land 4/12/2010
523. Did God Have A Choice 4/12/2010
524. To Preserve Something, Just Cover It Up In Dust And Cobwebs 4/12/2010
525. When D-Day Comes 4/12/2010
526. The World Is More Than The Sum Of It's Parts 4/12/2010
527. The Lilacs Are Night-Blind In Their Season 4/12/2010
528. The Geometries Of Sin 4/12/2010
529. Circular Tune 4/12/2010
530. Writing Such An Egocentric Art 4/12/2010
531. Where Do I Live 4/12/2010
532. Life Teaches You Some Things Early 4/12/2010
533. Silent Singing 4/12/2010
534. Regime 4/12/2010
535. Beware The Darwin Awards 4/12/2010
536. The Best Sound Of All 4/12/2010
537. Nowhere You Are Not 4/12/2010
538. Everything Is A Pumpkin After Midnight 4/12/2010
539. Epilogue 4/12/2010
540. Metamorphosis 4/12/2010
541. Some Flowers Open Only To God 4/12/2010
542. Memento Mori 4/12/2010
543. I'Ve Earned All My Scars 4/12/2010
544. Words Can Dig You A Giant Hole 4/12/2010
545. You Can Tell A Lot About Someone 4/12/2010
546. In The Cold Thickness Of Winter 4/12/2010
547. The Smooth Flowing Word 4/12/2010
548. Someday I'Ll Fly Faster Than Rockets 4/12/2010
549. Out Of The Everything 4/12/2010
550. He Had Words For Everyone 4/12/2010
551. Death Is Everything's Final Limit 4/12/2010
552. At First Its Child's Play 4/12/2010
553. Poetry Is The Divine Part Of Man 4/12/2010
554. And Hunger Shall Know Blood Lust 4/12/2010
555. Summarily I Changed My World For You 4/13/2010
556. We Worship Where The World Itself 4/13/2010
557. When Yesterdays Kiss 4/13/2010
558. World Without Me 4/13/2010
559. Requiscat In Pace 4/13/2010
560. Life Is The Illusion That We Keep 4/13/2010
Best Poem of Patti Masterman

Anti-Love Poem #1

When you've loved someone,
As much as you're capable of,
Just let them go. Even better,
Don't write about them- ever.
If you must, let it be once only
And let that be as their epitaph.
Let the seasons and the wind
Sweep away the painful memories
Don't try to re-start fire from a faded puff of smoke.
And give yourself some time to recover.

If you must write thousands of lines
About what went wrong, or why,
For gods sake burn it- burn it quickly
Don't leave it lying around for others eyes to see
And for the dance line to start forming behind you:...

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The Belly Of The Beast

Lost in the belly of the beast,
We look up and see all those curving arches,
And we think then that we're in some majestic cathedral;
But the next sloping corridor takes us down to the mortuary,
The processing station, for what we are busy turning into.
But we still ignore the smell, as we're too busy believing
That for us, a great feast is being prepared-
Just like children at christmas time
Always believe the world is organized solely around them;

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