Patti Masterman


Patti Masterman Poems

161. As Above, So Below 3/18/2010
162. The Moon Owns All Women 3/18/2010
163. And His Eyes Were Made Of Stars 3/21/2010
164. Disguises 3/21/2010
165. Forgotten 3/21/2010
166. I Saw The Painter's Eyes 3/21/2010
167. Nature Worship 3/21/2010
168. Portrait In Silhouette 3/21/2010
169. Dread Not - Sonnet 3/23/2010
170. I'M Too Big For Your Suitcase 3/23/2010
171. We String Up Our Words Of Pearl 3/23/2010
172. Poem From A Dream 3/23/2010
173. The Opiate Of The Masses 3/23/2010
174. Spring Was Just Getting Ready 3/23/2010
175. Adopt Me 3/23/2010
176. Life Is Angry At Me 3/23/2010
177. Come To The Psychopath's Junction 3/14/2010
178. You Have Zero Messages 3/14/2010
179. Deep Underground 3/15/2010
180. Just Let Me Drown 3/15/2010
181. Let Me Atone For The Sins Of The World 3/15/2010
182. My Life Opens Inside Of You 3/23/2010
183. Incomplete 3/24/2010
184. A Stone's Weight 3/24/2010
185. Bad News, Good News 3/24/2010
186. Dreamers Gold 3/24/2010
187. Forget 3/24/2010
188. I Just Got The Note This Morning 3/24/2010
189. Life Can Mesmerize With Smiles 3/24/2010
190. Silence 3/24/2010
191. The Reason My Heart Beats 3/24/2010
192. There Are Lots Of Words 3/24/2010
193. A Sick Electron Kiss 3/25/2010
194. Be Careful 3/25/2010
195. Lover Of My Soul 3/25/2010
196. Nights Are Too Long 3/25/2010
197. So Alone 3/25/2010
198. Electronic Chirps 3/25/2010
199. Every Corpse On The Bier 3/25/2010
200. When Reading 3/25/2010
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

Unknown Terrain

Am I my own lesson, growing distant
Owning nothing, owing everything
The places I have stepped over; impasses, hurrying me,
Slowing me down, holes made to fall in,
Shouldering faults of weakness
Speaking languages I could not have written
The word I a curse, the word you a blessing
(We are hard of hearing only certain sounds.)

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