Patti Masterman

Patti Masterman Poems

1641. People Always Talking 11/28/2011
1642. Sleep With The Lights On 11/28/2011
1643. Don'T Step On A Crack You'Ll Step On Jack 11/28/2011
1644. Whirlwinds Of Time 12/1/2011
1645. Darker Dreams 12/2/2011
1646. Hearts Palms And Eyes 12/3/2011
1647. Last Minute Gifts For The Dead 12/9/2011
1648. Our Soul Dances Through Life 12/9/2011
1649. To Count Loss As Gain 12/9/2011
1650. Withering Fire 12/13/2011
1651. Ghost Or Poltergeist 12/13/2011
1652. Agonal Living 12/13/2011
1653. The Blood Of Your Sigh 12/17/2011
1654. The Whippoorwill - Pantoum 12/19/2011
1655. Nullpunktsenergie 12/19/2011
1656. Dreaming Up Heavens In The Night-Opened Sky 12/19/2011
1657. Leaving The Beloved And Loving The Beleaguered 12/6/2011
1658. Silence Alone 12/9/2011
1659. What A World 12/21/2011
1660. Upright Lands 12/27/2011
1661. Anthropomorphism; Or Death Of A Doll 12/28/2011
1662. Humorless 12/30/2011
1663. Another Day 1/1/2012
1664. Sing Little Sparrow 1/1/2012
1665. Hide In A Thousand Secret Places 1/3/2012
1666. The Patient Was Diagnosed Already Dead 1/3/2012
1667. Sante 1/2/2012
1668. In The End 1/2/2012
1669. Moonlit Pathways 1/5/2012
1670. From Toe To Head 1/8/2012
1671. Be My Everything 1/16/2012
1672. Oxidative Stress 1/16/2012
1673. Stay On The Cusp 1/16/2012
1674. All We Were Could Not Fit In A Name 1/16/2012
1675. Splendor Solis 1/18/2012
1676. The Angel Of The Soul 1/21/2012
1677. If Beauty Had Never Existed 1/21/2012
1678. Wishing Well 1/23/2012
1679. An Oceans Forfeit 1/23/2012
1680. Vanity Will Dress When Other Clothes Fade Away 1/23/2012

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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