Patti Masterman Poems

I dream of a different world
In colors never seen,
Where loving voices call out low-
And nothing's sharp or mean.
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We have our being in the air;
When someone leaves
They're still there-
Though cells may vanish,
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The orchestra moves dreamlike
Under the oars of the music
The singer sways with the ebb and flow
Horns and trumpets hover like anemones
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Today I touched a dragonfly
Whose wings were singed by sun
Stroked the lightning fast bolt of tail
Far off, I heard somebody sigh
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A sunbeam traveled down a cloud
And dropped upon a bell
Suspended from a church tower-
And at it's ringing, fell
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The mermaid was dead, of that they were sure
They carried her out, to the green pastures

They buried her deep, and there left a cross
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The stars gaze patiently
When I tell them, it is your eyes
They are trying to imitate
In all their reflected fires
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Drop a few lines in my cup
Drop some coins, I'll drink it up
Drop a smile, I'll raise you one
Drop a bill, the world comes running
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When lightning lights up the sky,

All the babes in the bone-yard cry;
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One must collect words

if one wishes to write convincingly;
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