Patti Masterman Poems

Beautiful darling of my secret heart;
Secret of secrets, held apart-
Under lock and key, a whole world wrought:
Beautiful darling of my secret heart.
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gardens flower in her blooming breath
my faces trellis there, linger vines
faint rumors; fueled histories of death
stilled hearts cut from holy valentines
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AIR
An ocean I’m called, going to and fro
In the twin pipe organs that breathe and blow
I enliven all hearts
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Angel angel, tell me true-
Is his heart as big and true
As his eyes make me believe?
Angel, angel, tell me please.
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There's magic in the air
When Cinderella dreams;
Glass slippers may appear,
As odd as it may seem.
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I like how you and me are like
two feathers, unafraid to float
in nimbus clouds, like unshed rain
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They can lie, but never lay,
All bright lights have gone away;
They're just the money shot
Of yesterday.
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The lightning bugs swarm
Like meandering particle trails
Not colliding not stopping
Against the thick nothingness of indigo
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It's said that we stand on the shoulders of giants;
Of ancestors ceding to us their genetic heritage, their traits:
I feel the truth of it, each time I walk to the garage
And stumble again over that pile of ashes; by the tipped over bucket
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I put you on a pedestal
And painted you, in stars;
A sun and moon,
Each side, your throne
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