Patti Masterman Poems

Of the most difficult, unyielding opponents, foremost is
The blank piece of paper, staring, unblinking, while
The ideas roll off the other side of it, bleating.
They crash and burn in the silent vacuum of space
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My child won a scholarship
Accompanied by many honors.
After hours walking, hurrying,
Through diverse airports and cities,
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Who sings in the curtains,
by the window panes,
Who sings in the clouds,
pushing the rain,
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The stars may fall
May fall, like gentle people do
Grey rains may fall
But I will still be loving you.
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The world is unchanged now:
The sounds and appearances are the same
There is the same gravity, law of cause and effect
But a subtle difference rides beneath it all
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You wanted a shelter against the tempest
I became a leafy tree
You wanted a haven safe from rain
I became a dry cave mouth
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We own the sky, you and I,
And all the stars that sit therein;
Galaxies and nebulae,
Cosmic bodies with no end.
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When I gaze into your eyes
Time begins to slip away
I'm unsure then if it's been seconds
Minutes, or even an hour
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Because the empty station only longs to know the day,
The sleeping hours wait smoothly, as their anguish drifts away;
Leaves me somewhere so far gone; though who's the one to say
The day is lost, I don't belong; forgotten now, the way.
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You are the window, through which I view
My world; and every day becomes another weather:
Of your clouds in winter, I can always weep my fill;
My branches trembled, in the longings of your near passage
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