Patti Masterman

Patti Masterman Poems

1561. The Parenthetical Parrot 8/30/2011
1562. Papyrus Kiss 8/30/2011
1563. Tremor And Twitch 8/30/2011
1564. The Roving Eye 8/30/2011
1565. The Unwaking Sleep 9/1/2011
1566. If You Were A Gentle Lover 9/1/2011
1567. Time Wears Your Heart On Its Sleeve 9/1/2011
1568. Time Goes By 9/2/2011
1569. Sing The World Into Being 9/4/2011
1570. The World Is Not A Dream 9/5/2011
1571. Words The Coin That I Get Paid 9/5/2011
1572. The Reader 9/5/2011
1573. Not From Laughing 9/6/2011
1574. His Darkened Throne 9/7/2011
1575. Bend Don'T Break 9/11/2011
1576. The Sundial Of Our Being 9/11/2011
1577. Still-Life With Fly 9/11/2011
1578. St. Therese Had A Little Way 9/11/2011
1579. Bargain Basement 9/12/2011
1580. Rainbow 9/12/2011
1581. The Ones We Love Are Crueler 9/12/2011
1582. Conjure Spirit 9/14/2011
1583. Playing With Dreams 9/14/2011
1584. The Albatross That's America 9/16/2011
1585. Gadsden Rag 9/20/2011
1586. There Is A House Inside The Heart 9/20/2011
1587. Moon Shining Over The Water 9/20/2011
1588. Time Cloisters 9/20/2011
1589. Wide Open Gates 9/21/2011
1590. I Steal The Ghosts From Others Words 9/21/2011
1591. Because He Offers All 9/21/2011
1592. The Most Precious Things 9/22/2011
1593. The Insult's Hid 9/21/2011
1594. Aunt Bea Is Gone Away 9/24/2011
1595. Lost Shadow 9/24/2011
1596. When The Child Cries The Mother Suffers 9/24/2011
1597. Visionary, Poet, Dreamer Of Dreams 9/24/2011
1598. Dirge For The Under Privileged 9/24/2011
1599. There's An Alligator In The Petunias 9/23/2011
1600. The Quiet From The Road 9/26/2011

Comments about Patti Masterman

  • Smoky Hoss (8/28/2011 9:17:00 AM)

    Patti's words flow like oxygen through the lungs and blood through the heart, bringing life, and the exhileration of living, to her grateful readers. The world is a bit better place thanks to her poetry.

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  • Amy Lalala (6/22/2011 11:41:00 PM)

    So i randomly came across a poem you had commented on, what you said reminded me alot of something my dad would say so i decided to scope you out.
    It probably doesn't mean much coming from a 17 year old but i really enjoyed reading your poetry!

  • Barbara Clafton (6/20/2011 4:53:00 PM)

    Patti, your poetry is brilliant, inspiring and moving. Thankyou for sharing your creativity with us x

  • Laura Inès Nùñez Cremades (7/15/2010 5:10:00 PM)

    You 'Last goodbye' poem reminded me of my mother.
    I was deeply moved.
    Beatiful work

  • Booklover Tv Lounger (3/7/2010 3:56:00 PM)

    You're a really great poet. I enjoy your poems very much. A nice addition to the PH community. I wish you every happiness and all the best.

    P.S: Couldn't help myself from not saying THANK YOU for your bio summary. It helped with the login problem I get with PH. (and all this time I thought it was my lousy comp; P) .

  • Carol Gall (1/9/2010 5:53:00 AM)

    patti is my friend she is an amazing poet writes from her heart and loves hard
    i can see patti in egyption times or in a futuristic world she is a kind and caring person i love her poetry you never know what to expect and that makes it all the more exciting thanks patti for being the excellent poet your are and for being my friend keep writing you are a natural poet patti also loves to laugh
    and she often make others laugh too

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:...

Read the full of Anti-Love Poem #1

We Came Together

We came together at the window,
Through which, we watched the days unfold;
So is this our ending; merely syntax
At the cusp, where winds grew cold?

Did we lose that joy and wonder
That once so long ago, we'd touched;
Did mundane hours finally sunder-
Did I become for you, just crutch?

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