Patti Masterman

Patti Masterman Poems

201. Music Kisses Your Naked Soul 3/28/2010
202. My Lover's Gone To Sail The Sea - Villanelle 3/28/2010
203. He Stole His Eyes From A Milk-Glass Moon - Villanelle 3/28/2010
204. I Had Two Rats To Fill My Days - Pantoum 3/28/2010
205. I Looked Through Eyes Were Never Cruel - Triolet 3/28/2010
206. The Earth Will Not Remember One Flower 3/28/2010
207. Remembering The Ring 3/28/2010
208. Proximity 3/28/2010
209. Sell My Soul 3/28/2010
210. Acts Beyond Words 3/28/2010
211. Words The Counterpoint To Our Pain Of Existence 3/28/2010
212. Just Let Man Become My Religion 3/28/2010
213. Mans Right Not Gods Right 3/28/2010
214. Limerance 3/28/2010
215. I Pray To No One- 3/28/2010
216. Flower Talk 3/29/2010
217. I Go To All The Old Haunts Again 3/29/2010
218. Life More Casual 3/29/2010
219. Message In A Bottle 3/29/2010
220. Psychic Crow Fight 3/29/2010
221. Shadows, Light And Clouds 3/29/2010
222. Sojourner 3/29/2010
223. The Poem Is A Wanton, Immoral Creature 3/29/2010
224. Things That We See Every Day 3/29/2010
225. Waiting For Eternity 3/29/2010
226. Why Do My Dull Atoms 3/29/2010
227. Young Women 3/29/2010
228. Sometimes Those Forgotten Hues 3/29/2010
229. Why Should Breath Care 3/29/2010
230. Too Long Denied, She Rages In My Sleep 3/29/2010
231. Song Remembered 3/29/2010
232. Just Be Happy And I Won'T Ask 3/29/2010
233. Words Of A Freeman 3/30/2010
234. Dying Inside 3/30/2010
235. They Each Write About It As It Sees Them Fit - Villanelle 3/30/2010
236. In A Madman's Rush, The Worm Gets Born - Villanelle 3/30/2010
237. The Skies Are Cloudy With A Chance Of Love 3/30/2010
238. The Tongue Lies But The Eyes Tell The Truth - Pantoum 3/30/2010
239. I Keep Waiting 3/30/2010
240. Untitled 3/30/2010

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

The Belly Of The Beast

Lost in the belly of the beast,
We look up and see all those curving arches,
And we think then that we're in some majestic cathedral;
But the next sloping corridor takes us down to the mortuary,
The processing station, for what we are busy turning into.
But we still ignore the smell, as we're too busy believing
That for us, a great feast is being prepared-
Just like children at christmas time
Always believe the world is organized solely around them;

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